here’s a story so convoluted that took place in a place so populated with rats in a rat race densely concentrated here’s a story of the oppressed— the narcissists see, i’d wanted to comprehend narcissists but without experience, all i had was a hypothesis so i delved undercover(s) to experiment with it by pretending to … Continue reading I’d Learned to Blend-in with Narcissists (poem)
What’s it like to be your kid? To exist merely for academic bids Whose purpose is merely to grow up and work Earn status for the family and that’s his whole world? What’s it like to be your kid? To get A’s at school but still get hit? With your excuse being that she looks … Continue reading What’s It Like To Be Your Kid?
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
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
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
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