I Am As I Am

Need I remind you that I am as I am Not perfect, not great Neither bad, nor evil I am only as real As you are capable of knowing I am as I am A transformation in the making An experience of all that I have been through ...I am as you are... A reflection … Continue reading I Am As I Am

School: A Trauma

This is to the teachers who put me on a pedestal The only ‘justification’ they used bordered cultural and racial This is to the classmates who sectioned off by sex With girls to the right and boys to the left This is to the headmasters who signed off on those papers Took bribes from the … Continue reading School: A Trauma

A Banterous Ode to Tablemat

Lines weaved left right overlapped Generating a pattern for a tablemat Its formulation stares at me as I type these words Onto the screen as my eyes unravel worlds The tablemat is envious that my fingers stroke the keyboard Wonders why its only purpose is to keep tables from being scorched Well mat, I didn’t … Continue reading A Banterous Ode to Tablemat

South Africa

I come from a nation large and strong Where we raise our voices in song Sing praises unto the heavens and earth With a dozen languages of different words Our people, we know of tragedy and pain We know more of loss than of gain Yet we seek not to dominate We seek a commitment … Continue reading South Africa

I Used to be You

 Dear Younger Versions of Me Who Still Exist in the Form of ‘Other People’   When I was two, I was exactly like you, Trying to run before I could walk, Screamed, for I could not talk. When I was five, I was falling behind But I was inspired To tackle language divide When I … Continue reading I Used to be You

When the Enemy Cries

What do we do when the enemy cries? Do we mock their pains, or empathise? What do we do when the racists scream that they want to conserve their liberties? What do we do when classists steal from those who have less material? What do we do when sexists refuse to embrace others as human … Continue reading When the Enemy Cries

Free

The bird wanted the fish to feel How free it was to fly He plucked the fish from the sea And got angry when it died... MG       [Moral] Acceptance and cooperation The bird is freest when flying in the sky, whereas the fish is freest in the water. The bird imposed its … Continue reading Free