Thursday, February 12, 2015

Lovers In The Park by Zibusiso Mpofu

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They never tangle their feet together
Their words start as if to stop
Always in low monotones, subdued and silent
They always touch briefly
In comfort, conversing with the breeze
As they sit among the quiet Sunday clouds
Their brief touches always set fire to the rapid wind
Engaging the sky and its keepers
Therein lies pleasure and pain, history
First dates, kisses, fights, separations
elevations, secrets, nights and affairs
Pleasure and pain

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Z.E.S.A by Tswarelo Mothobi

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The bringer of light

Came to my house and took his light away
Leaving me in darkness
But see…
I was born out of eternal blackness
When the one who was not created said,
‘Let there be light…’

Friday, November 28, 2014

An ISIS Nursery Rhyme by Donal Mahoney

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Listen, young lady,
this is the man 

who will cut off your legs
and this is the man 

who will cut off your arms
and this is the man

who will cut off your head
if you fail to tell us where  

your parents hid the gold.
Had we known about the gold,

they’d be here, not over there
in chunks, baking in the sun.

Monday, October 13, 2014

Tears Of My African Mother by Derby Bheta

These are tears of my African mother
And its colour that shows all her fears
She still hopes the darkness will clear
Divorced by life now married to poverty
One’s a wife now just a nobody
At night she cries inside
I hear her cries as I sleep
In the morning she puts a beautiful smile to the world
But deep down I know all those glitters are not gold