Cries from Soweto Ashes to ashes dust to dust when shall we stop ubieting our bald sons? or when shall we cease nursing our uglified rape victims? songs of sorrow...
Happy. Chatter, Laughter, giggles, And sound from happy children, As in fine and beautiful story. At supper; Father sits in-between wives All flanked by children, Eating, drinking, merry. But like...
I saw him Yes, the devil himself Like flashback in a movie The memories come back... I was thirteen He was twenty eight Oh! Poor little me If only I...
Do not cry? Did you really say I shouldn't cry? Twas just yesterday I saw her last. Full of life, Full of smiles. Twas last night I bade her 'Goodnight'...
Because a man’s not of your creed, You strike him down without remorse, And there you stand to watch him bleed, His eyes pleading in muted Morse! Is there a...
Wailings of children, Faces of sadness, Mournings of siblings, Bitings of regrets; For land is bloody In endless bombings. 'Had I wishes', 'Had I knowns'. Laments of fathers, Dirges of...
What do you see in death? Ending life or fiery birth? What do you see in life? Stolen peace or peaceful strife? What do you feel in love? Broken heart...