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90 poems tagged POLITICS

»A Southern Proverb«

by Anonymous, May 25, 2020

You paint your face in pale shades, / Transform your skin, / Fake hair, / Fake nails, / Fake accent / Because you were told you are too black. / / Society convinced you do not fit in, / Yet from the ancestral origin, / You were born with the rising sun. / But you chose to settle in the west. / Adopted a life…  sign in to read more »

»Same Old Wine«

by Viv Vamblie, Jun 15, 2018

They gave us the elections / Kept filling our heads full of lies / Can we trust in new directions / While the promises are in disguise / Well someday the truth will catch us / Hope it don’t catch us by surprise / / Then they preach this thing religion / But show no faith at all / Follow suit on Sunday / But…  sign in to read more »


by Viv Vamblie, Jun 12, 2018

Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high, / Where knowledge is free / Where the world has not been broken / Into fragments by narrow domestic walls / / Where words come out from the depth of truth / Where tireless striving stretched it’s arms toward perfection / Where the clean stream of…  sign in to read more »

»Yet It Continues«

by Loku Faglor, Sep 7, 2017

I hear this and that / all is wrong / love is deserted / as happiness already feels lonely / existence has gone to a mess / only Venom is spat / sticky its sounds / togetherness a rememberable history / wars and woos live / then they sing this and that / yet all those they causers / / only this or that / are…  sign in to read more »

»Legacy for my unborn child«

by Anonymous, Jun 9, 2017

You will not see my name in history books, / Nor will a statue be erected in my image. / / No road will be written in my name, / My home will not be an attraction for Tourists. / / My contribution will go unrecognized, / And my existence will befriend my flesh. / / I have endured hatred and disbelief, / To…  sign in to read more »

»Hello Stranger«

by Brendon Tawanda Takarinda, Oct 24, 2016

I saw you from a distance stranger, / The mirage shaping your body and / Giving you the posture of a masculine / Warrior. / / I tried stopping you to have a decent / Conversation but the purpose of your / Journey made you impatient. As you / Slowly pull out a bandanna from your / Pocket and wrap it around…  sign in to read more »

»When We Were Free«

by Abdul Milazi, Mar 29, 2016

Freedom finds comfort in the warmth of our urine / Happy to worship folk heroes with fanciful talk / Sharpeville came to Marikana as a reminder / That Biko and Sobukwe still live / That we still remain captives / Caged behind bars of crass political mediocrity / Our consciousness has become a cliché / We…  sign in to read more »

»Semantically, kaleidoscopic with devastating speed«

by Jacques Sprenkie Mateya, Mar 8, 2016

Semantically, / Kaleidoscopic with devastating speed / A Silence can be a clear message / Telltale signs of political change / Sprinkled liberally over the events / Defiant throwing down of the gauntlet / / Renaissance on the horizon / Keep your eyes on horizon / Like the sailors of the Caribbean / Another…  sign in to read more »

»What is your name Groblersdal?«

by Jacques Sprenkie Mateya, Mar 2, 2016

Cities have names! / Tshwane, Polokwane and Naspoti / Towns and streets are named and renamed / What is yours? / / Africans are called with African names / What is your African name? / When will you be names? Like all Africans / / Are you a Mark of subjugation? / Are you an ideology of Grobler? / Who…  sign in to read more »

»Bridges of Our Destiny«

by Abdul Milazi, Dec 4, 2015

Let us burn all the bridges / Chants of war have reached the river bank / Saints, angels and gods are at war / Scattering the ashes of our loved ones / Bombs and bullets count the steps of the sun / Peace wilts like a weary flower / As the tide turns in the night / / Floods of concealed blood rivers / Run…  sign in to read more »

»The Reunion Of Lost Lovers«

by Alexander Ngubeni, Sep 17, 2015

The word is Apartheid in Afrikaans / But I call it not only the disinterrelation of races, / But the prematurity of a should-be-mature mind: / That fear of that woman with a "somewhat" complexion, / Of that man with irregular words to your knowing / That gruesome stare to that innocent man / Whose…  sign in to read more »

»Colour is just a pigment«

by Tumisang Ivan, Dec 12, 2014

Open your eyes dear African Child, / Listen to the prophecy of life, / Where apocalypse is holding our fate, / We lick shots while trying to fight for our freedom, / Crossing the boundary with our / Siblings hanged behind our backs, / / ThatÂ’s what is it, we are caught in the hustle, / Denied to…  sign in to read more »

»Save the Children of GAZA«

by Moipone Tsoka, Sep 11, 2014

How can a praying and religious nation be so cruel towards another nation? / You Soldier how dare you point your gun at an innocent child and pull the trigger / How dare you fall on your knees and pray then go and throw your bombs at the innocent people / Somebody save the children of Gaza because it…  sign in to read more »

»Lines to The Heartless Monster«

by Absai Gamariel, Jul 7, 2014

When you were born all celebrated / When you die all shall celebrate / This harsh reality of life / This life I love to hate / All is lost to shame is lost / / How I idolised you, held you close / How you tirelessly worked to feed all / To build a home the envy of many / To build a grannery to feed them all…  sign in to read more »

»Is It Still Africa?«

by Sibusiso Blessing Ntsaluba, Jun 25, 2014

Is It Still Africa, where we preach the word of equality but practice non society? / Where youngsters preach equality towards their elders? / / Respect lost, Elders speechless while we lose our sense of humor. / Is it still Africa where lives are lost and joy is reaped?, / When men walk in fear of their…  sign in to read more »

»Our Cultures Forgotten«

by Sibusiso Blessing Ntsaluba, Jun 25, 2014

Our Cultures Forgotten, / Mother Tong Never Spoken, / Equality never shared and Friendship never cherished. / / We are lost by our fathers, abandoned by our mothers / laughed at by our neighbors, taken grant-age by our friends / and even killed by our loved ones. / / Our Souls are no more treasured, Money…  sign in to read more »

»Speak of Politics«

by Sibusiso Blessing Ntsaluba, Jun 25, 2014

Speak of politics then you shall be speaking about a nightmare without a shield of protection. / It is humans who are politicians but men still fear. Politics is a definition of government in control, / government who works for the people and not supposed to be feared by the people but men still speak…  sign in to read more »

»South Africa«

by Kgomotso J Kgopa, Jun 20, 2014

Beat the drum / Sounds of the Djembe drum / Sounds the call to come together / / Summoning the elders, / Guardians of the great Africa / South Africa / My land / My place of birth / / Summoning the great, the small / The BLACK, the WHITE, the GREEN, the BLUE, the RED and the YELLOW / The interweaved colours…  sign in to read more »

»Marikana Tears of Blood«

by Abdul Milazi, Mar 2, 2014

Freedom was here / We are told / She stood right there / A sight to behold / Strong and mighty / Like the Drakensberg / / Did we slumber / Through the thunder / That heralded her coming? / Did we blink / And missed her mischievous wink? / / Marikana tears of blood / Mourn the death of the noble tree / Killed for…  sign in to read more »

»When I Walk The Streets Named After The Greats«

by Dan Mahlangu, Feb 12, 2014

When I walk the streets named after the greats / a trail of thoughts I form that leads to dates / of past injustices. At length I sigh, / knowing well that a teardrop is nigh. / / As the streets curve, I break the thought pattern / and view what their valiant efforts have brought, / gone are the soldiers…  sign in to read more »

»Tongue of Ancient Bards«

by Abdul Milazi, Oct 25, 2013

tell it like it is / oh you fearless tongue / of ancient bards / lick the wounds / with the soothing saliva / of words many fear to utter / lest they awaken ghosts / of the festering wound / so deep it drowns Africa's thoughts / but the pus of sorrow slowly seeps through / to find the surface where the skin…  sign in to read more »

»Whispers in the Wind«

by Abdul Milazi, Oct 25, 2013

In the dead of night / The wind whispers to the rain / Freedom is dead / His throat slit from ear to ear / Justice lay in his arms / Fast asleep / Two damned souls / No Saviour's blood could save / / In the dead of night / The rain whispers to the wind / Somebody killed a sparrow / With a bow and arrow / The…  sign in to read more »

»Woman of substance!«

by Kgomotso J Kgopa, Oct 18, 2013

A soul on high heels! / Woman of substance / Substance that cannot be seen / But greatly felt / Your presence and power are undeniable / Formidable - Admirable / You make these words understatements / You dance to the brink of new dawn / As the floors pulsate and ripple to your rhythm / Propelling man…  sign in to read more »

»Side Effects«

by Maviyo Nkosi, Aug 15, 2013

Filthy air breath 24/7, insecurity hugs the black kids, numbers define the flesh, body bags the only black refuge, tears a daily routine, they lift them high just to drop them like hot pieces of steak, houses suffocate them by the first step, bullets follow them around and wrap them up like…  sign in to read more »

»We Need Another«

by Tshililo Khanari, Jul 6, 2013

We've come so far yet the past seems so close. Yesterday & today look like twins from the same umbilical cord. Young & old, they all seek one more peace accord. / / Their blood was shed then, but its smell lingers on to this day. But its life; never to be recouped again. / / That June 16, 1976 was…  sign in to read more »


by Bruce Gorton, Jun 28, 2013

"They do not fear god, they're bad people" / He said, counting their dead, fingers red on the trigger / Bang, the gun fires a staccato death blow / Iron sight, a mounting blight, lead in flight down the street / / "They do not fear god, they're bad people" / She wept as her child swept up oaths kept with…  sign in to read more »

»Faces in the tiles«

by Leo Long, Apr 18, 2013

Obscure, drawn, demented / With mouths a gasp / We blend in wishing to stand out / / The mop that sloshes / Keeps us clean / But below its dark and dingy / / Our screams of pain / Aching to be heard / Are masked by the ever shiny wax / / Too long have the feet of oppressors trodden us down / The scuffs that…  sign in to read more »


by Pope Tuggen, Mar 16, 2013

Power! / For us / Is naked, / Blinded, / All too alone / To see us. / / By them / Tall coats, / Slick limo, / Tall h…  sign in to read more »

»What Do We Do?«

by Natachja De Weber, Mar 2, 2013

Sweet Anene Booysen, / Just 17 years old. / Her attacker was familiar, / So he lures her off alone. / Invited of his friends, / As if it was for fun. / Violate her innocence, / So you can just imagine. / Tells her not to scream, / As her perception changes. / "Don't hurt me I beg you please" / But her…  sign in to read more »

»Anthem to the gods«

by Moemise Motsepe, Sep 13, 2012

I rise to tell of the glory / that awaits those about whom Sobukwe spoke / the living / the departed and the unborn / the beautiful ones / in whose name this narrative echoes / / I rise to sing an anthem to the gods / the regal / the magnificent / and the epic who rest / but their cause does not / / We…  sign in to read more »

»On blindness«

by Bruce Gorton, Aug 2, 2012

To the gender blind and the race blind / Those who put difference out of their mind / Thinking to announce themselves so / Does some form of enlightenment show / / Since when was not seeing sight? / Since when was ignorance right? / / Proclaiming so proud, in terms loud / To gain the admiration of your…  sign in to read more »

»Halloween of Mine«

by Stevano Yusuf, Jul 5, 2012

Hello Win. / Who's the winner? / Who does the winning? / Who said they were the winner? / / Halloween is the Light of the ancient Rome, where Nero played violin on the top of the hill enjoyed the sorrow of the blessed Christian burning around his palace / / Halloween is the red-red Jerusallem, where…  sign in to read more »

»Why My Heart Packed A Suitcase«

by Kudyahakudadirwe Voice, Jun 20, 2012

My heart packed a suitcase / And without looking neither right nor left / Jumped into a taxi and left. / It snarled like an incensed cat / At my co-passenger reluctant to move over / To allow it to take a relaxed seat / On the back seat of your limo. / It alighted at the shady veranda / Of your mansion…  sign in to read more »

»No respect«

by Bruce Gorton, May 24, 2012

You proclaim me lacking in culture / As you defend the vulture / That steals the meat from your bones / Your tooth its beak hones / And ever the keening cry of hunger / Your marrow rent asunder / / The lord you'll support in his manor / His shield is your banner / Until you find that your very home / Is not…  sign in to read more »

»Life in Camp«

by Kasim Thomas, May 16, 2012

Beneath a blue sky / I felt revolt rise up in me / I ask why? / The antechamber of hell appeared / Flames were leaping up from ditch / Death wrapped itself around me / How long had I been standing like this / In the icy wind / Why did I pray? / Why did I live? / Questions only God can explain / Empty and dead…  sign in to read more »


by Bruce Gorton, Apr 10, 2012

There is a passion born deep / The wronged eyes look dark / The voice deprived of sleep / Words leave their mark / / She says me of her suffering / She never learned to survive / And says without stumbling / Stand tall and be alive / / Names denigrate by alliance / Yet fearless in her lonely stand / She notes…  sign in to read more »

»Afridi Is king«

by Rabi Ul Islam, Mar 8, 2012

He holds his bat with all his might, / The bowlers bowl with full of fright. / He is the man, he is the king, / He smashes every ball out of the ring. / / Once he entered the pitch by chance, / And changed the game in a single glance. / He is the man depended on hard times, / For he is the king of all the…  sign in to read more »

»Questions for the religious left of America«

by Bruce Gorton, Jan 17, 2012

A woman stands for what is right / She takes it to court, wins the fight / She stands through threats of death / Rape with the brutality to steal breath / These loving Christian comments made / Burnt into my retinas and will not fade / We are told not to judge all by this few / Yet they include your…  sign in to read more »

»Beyond The Limitations Of Gods«

by Mohamed Amer, Jan 2, 2012

I tell you, there will forever be / No pain, no gain for free / Trapped in endless circulation / Seek the same pixel, in better resolution / Different story, yet the lesson unlearned / All the enlightment, yet the truth undiscerned / To set a course, and to consign that way / To oblivion, all in the arch,…  sign in to read more »

»Drowned in hate«

by Leo Long, Dec 22, 2011

I felt the stab of pain / From a brother in the hood / One seeking to rise to fame / I thought he understood. / / I taste the bitter in what he said / As he spits the words out / "I wish you were dead" / He just verified my doubt. / / I hear the cries for pity / In our own neighborhood, / Not across the…  sign in to read more »

»Without my glasses«

by Leo Long, Dec 15, 2011

Worn... the scenes are vivid / Of angry protests, / Scowling faces, / And the sharp knife that rips the flesh. / / The gash of hate that wounds our nation / Clear stares me in the eyes. / There's no mistaking the gun he's wielding, / As in another hi-jacking a mother dies. / / Removed... the vivid scenes…  sign in to read more »

»Daddy won't be coming home tonight«

by Leo Long, Dec 14, 2011

The steam that rises from the shell / Mists up the scope lens / A steady hand etches a heart / Through which the other bleeds / / A tattered pass absorbs the flood / Inches from the silent hand / That reached beneath his thread bare coat / A white flag not received / / The towel-head becomes another scratch…  sign in to read more »

»Lord of carnage«

by Mohamed Amer, Dec 11, 2011

Rise from two blood rivers / Rivers use to be so blue / / Standing on a mountain of bodies / Bodies that used to step on you / / Serpent tongue, vicious eyes ... / You are a body of lies / / Stealing happiness from others / You enjoy their cries / / Calling by not existing faith / To have a license to…  sign in to read more »


by Mohamed Amer, Dec 4, 2011

Books covered with dust on the shelves of my life / Words omitted, forgotten or not accomplished / / Birds sang no more in the storms of deceit / No leafs left in the branches of the memory tree / / Schizophrenic attitude from lost meanings and definitions / Spending a whole life on or in delusion or…  sign in to read more »

»The road we travel«

by Dilindile William Maphosa, Dec 2, 2011

So we travel the same road our forefathers traversed before, / but only differently now, the race slows down to a leisurely pace, / past dreams and visions fall upon our heads like snow flakes, / and cherished ideals lie strewn on the ground like winter frost, / cold comfort as we ponder how we came to…  sign in to read more »

»Xenophobia, a Mother's Agony«

by Dilindile William Maphosa, Nov 24, 2011

Yesterday / the darkest hour came before dawn, / scores of our own left our cold shores / and sought the warmth of her bossom, / this mother whose loving care we never can exhaust / / Today; / she watches in utter disbelief and horror, / her heart struck as though pierced by an arrow, / the infant she…  sign in to read more »

»Enough is Enough«

by Kudyahakudadirwe Voice, Jul 25, 2011

I was that stupid fool / You sat on like a stolid stool / I was that countrified coward / You beat up like a cowhide / I sang to the approved tune / Danced to the approved step / Looked at the approved scenes / And breathed the approved breath / But ... as of now and on / I cease to be that foolish stool…  sign in to read more »

»Jaded politics«

by Bruce Gorton, Jun 16, 2011

A Protestor burns tyres / For services he desires / But ain't it strange? / He talks about the new nobility / But won't vote for accountability / Won't risk real change / / Because voting booths ain't so fun / And in a war costs are only counted / When the battle's won / / The mayor he sits secure / He can…  sign in to read more »

»In The Name Of Freedom«

by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe, Jun 6, 2011

Come out my people / Out of the house of stone* / Come out all you persecuted / And see the old man gone mad / He's lost all conscience / His hands drip of the blood / Of those he has sacrificed / On the skewed democratic alter / Look at his eyes now, look / All are ablaze with cruelty / Those who died in…  sign in to read more »

»Song of famous men ("Do you hear the people sing" song parody)«

by Bruce Gorton, May 26, 2011

Do you hear pundits sing / Singing excuses for famous men / It is the music of a people / Who will now rape defend / When the beating of verbal farts / Echoes in your tender eardrums / There is another rape about to start / When tomorrow comes / / Will you stand with Straus-Kahn's maid / Or will you stand…  sign in to read more »

»What lies beneath«

by Ruramayi Mwaita, May 25, 2011

Hunger for debate / greedy hands shake / with hidden gestures / full of lies / why do we talk so much / it's so unwise, words thought through / have hate inside / or at least one sin, lies within / a tongue thats quick to utter / butterfly effect / cause and effect / consequence, is hard to digest / what's…  sign in to read more »

»The Polokwane politician«

by Bruce Gorton, May 24, 2011

All power begins with the power to disagree / That is the truth forgotten by one so eagerly / When he notes the skin and breasts he slams / Not the words but that they are "the madam's" / And when the skin is darker in its tone / He calls her tea lady, traitor to her own / And in the ground there spin…  sign in to read more »

»Open Mouth«

by Sergio Coto, May 22, 2011

Inside your open mouth... / When a man has to learn here. / / Just grow old! Run! / Have you forgotten? / / The crowd is over... come home / I need to put you back together, / bleed and compare, / but stay! / while I picture myself in the fence. / / Cast shadows on the corner / but stay alive and wrong...…  sign in to read more »

»Killing honour«

by Bruce Gorton, May 15, 2011

The rose pink upon her breasts / Her lover upon them rests / To hear her heart beat powerful / In the glow of love she is full / She sings never was the course / Of true love smooth / / For those who loves one of different caste / When pride comes first and love comes last / Speak in poems to raise these…  sign in to read more »

»Visions from the children of an infallible God«

by Kunalati Matthew Mokoena, Apr 14, 2011

"Love is the best music in the score of life, without it, one would forever be out of tune in the immense choir of humanity." (Roque Schneider) / / "The human spirit is resilient in precisely the way we imagine it is fragile." (Joane Fedler) / / "Love is the truest form of wisdom." (Charles Dickens…  sign in to read more »

»Where Were You...?«

by Lethal Poet, Nov 10, 2010

Where were you / Humanity / When the songs of hate / Started / / When the dance to kill / Commenced / Where you there / / When I needed your touch / Of protection / Where were you? / / Were you with me on that fire? / Or you were part of the mob / / -Lol- the "Rainbow nation" / / Were you trapped down / on the…  sign in to read more »


by Taahir Chagan, Nov 8, 2010

Never let the hand you hold / Hold you down / You are not inferior / You are equal / / Yin and yang / It is a duality / Women and men / Together in equality / / Contrary forces / Interdepending / Interconnecting / The perfect balance / / Biology made you the child-bearer / It is a blessing / Do no perceive it as…  sign in to read more »

»A crooked system«

by Maviyo Nkosi, Oct 5, 2010

Light vanished as darkness appeared, rivers became dry as flowers faded, streets crowded with kids as they seek jobs, hunger strucked as death loomed in every corner, tears a blink away as pain took over, a better life they had been promised! / / death rates outnumbering birth rates, posters removed…  sign in to read more »


by Sibusiso Blessing Ntsaluba, Sep 27, 2010

IF I could make my dreams come through, My Sins go low / I would stand up with joy that fills my heart into the fullest and regret no new day as a new / day is a Blessing and I am a Blessing and was named Blessing / I am the light above the sky and fly within the / universe which carries an everlasting…  sign in to read more »

»My Agenda«

by Afrika Mnyani, Sep 24, 2010

This is ... / / As a Black Afrikan daughter of this soil / I have a different agenda from the people of this world / You can see the difference from the things I hold as priority as opposed to other people's priorities / / There's no way I can continue supporting an agenda that keeps me dumbfound as to…  sign in to read more »

»war of the elements«

by Moemise Motsepe, Feb 24, 2010

I wonder which would win / if the elements went to war / to which would magic and majesty yield / if a day would dawn when nature sought a king / to define a new cosmic order / when lightning thunders its rage across the skies / and fire seething in livid mortal fury / when hurricanes storm across the…  sign in to read more »

»...it's how you see the world«

by Mbuso Mkhonto Kumalo, Jan 21, 2010

Be glad, be joyful, but be humbled by your neighbors' surroundings, / Be jolly, smile broadly and honestly, but allow yourself to show humility, / Be happy, stay honest, uphold integrity with a gently ironed fist, but be true to yourself first. / / Because in the end, a volatile spirit will corrupt and…  sign in to read more »


by Mbuso Mkhonto Kumalo, Jan 21, 2010

1. I see you've wiped your tears, / 2. I'm glad to see you smile, / 3. It brings tears to my eyes, / 4. when I see you've learnt to smile. / / 5. You laugh instead of cry, / 6. What change has brought this light? / 7. What magic made this right? / 8. Or, did death die during the night? / / 9. It warms my…  sign in to read more »

»War of minds...«

by Adnasis Egnahs, Jan 15, 2010

First thing I gotta do when I wake up in the morning, the simplest thing but also my worst fear, I gotta open my eyes. So I wake up mentally, say a quick prayer and brace myself for the sad HD quality reality of yet another day at work... / / The war begins... I open my eyes... / / Light invades and…  sign in to read more »

»My Creative Writing«

by Filiberto Rodriguez, Dec 23, 2009

I would like to explore my purpose in this world. / I have a legacy to fulfill, not to be silly, I want to know what it is. / I want to be called on a top assignment by the government and / it has to do with my creative writing. / I want to go where my rainbow takes me in unlimited skies. / I time…  sign in to read more »

»Old Man«

by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe, Nov 9, 2009

You have lost the glamour / What you say has no humour / Not now when you drink the blood / Of your subjects in a flood / Welcome to your farewell / From this land you dwell / / Your children you sacrifice / To your god of greed and malice / Poverty, disease are their daily bread / While you to remove they…  sign in to read more »

»Big Knobs' Dicks«

by April A., Nov 4, 2009

You pray to angels with dirty wings, / Buy mercy and sell it, / Your rotten selfishness fucking stinks, / Dozens of cities smell it. / Your dirty sluts own golden cunts, / Justice smells just like dough, / Bribes, euro-bucks and some public stunts / At crusty First Channel's shows. / / Your cash green eyes…  sign in to read more »

»Dirty Opinion Whore«

by April A., Oct 16, 2009

Close your eyes and describe what you see. / Nothing, I bet. You mind it? / Open them up, it will nothing still be. / Cheers! They've got you blinded. / / Poison or wine? / Taste and decide, / Dull thoughtless swine, / Make up your mind! / / Make a small gulp. Taste the drunken grape juice. / Swallow. Wait.…  sign in to read more »

»Political Menus«

by Tiema Muindi, Oct 13, 2009

They spoke / Sang and danced / The virtues of their political menu / Spiced in promises and hopes / Of free housing / Free education / And of jobs to earn our living / No crime, no corruption / And we applauded / / That leaking shack / They had it repaired / The cross of debts / That too was lifted / From my…  sign in to read more »

»Insomnia of Society«

by Kelly Attrill, Aug 24, 2009

A concrete jungle filled with society & its tricks / The underhand activities standing in shadows gaurding their rights with sticks. / / Where the wrong if justified, and the right is forgotten / where the smiles are rife but the hearts are rotten. / / Like snakes they linger awaiting their prey, / The…  sign in to read more »


by April A., Jul 28, 2009

You wake up at six: intercourse with your spouse. / You're under the blanket with tightly shut eyes. / At seven a postman arrives to your house / With two printed portions of scandals and lies. / / You turn the TV on. Your damn daily dose / Of lies is exceeded with fresh morning news. / You firmly believe…  sign in to read more »

»This World, Our World«

by Coenraad Vlietstra, Jun 15, 2009

Politicians, / Despots, / Prexies, / Evangelists, / Naturist, / Legislators, / Capitalism, / Communism, / Anarchism, / Extr…  sign in to read more »

»Emerging Images«

by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe, Jun 2, 2009

Imagine imagining images emerging / From a state in a state of decay / Where there's no food, no water, / No money, no harvest, no justice / And no hope for political justice! / / Imagine war lords inflicting terror / On defenceless, hungry villagers / Forcing their will power to bend / Under the pressure…  sign in to read more »

»At The Golf Course ' 97«

by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe, May 21, 2009

A good dose of white, / a sprinkling of black / - just to taste- / all this pol…  sign in to read more »

»A Sketch of Democracy«

by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe, May 18, 2009

In the garage of my imagination / I mend a mangled manifestation / Of my politician brutalised life, / Spray-painting rust corroded ideas / Of a liberation struggle gone sour / While trying to salvage my elusive future. / / I looked out of the window of destiny / To see a caricature of the down trodden…  sign in to read more »

»the enhanced de-javu!«

by Lebohang Ramatswi, Apr 17, 2009

You might ask "What's that got to do with u!" / Walking through the road of discovery, I've been / enticed by delusions and illusions of poverty struck / individuals building corporate ladders, enhancing the / wide spread feathers of the sophisticated class. / Does beauty really lie in the eye of the…  sign in to read more »

»Vote for me«

by Isaac Ntabankulu, Apr 16, 2009

They leave their comfort zones / When their terms of office in Parliament / Come to an end / / Like vultures invading the villages / Searching for a dead horse / They invade townships and churches / Where they scavenge for tickets / Back to the gravy train / / That is the only time / They will stumble…  sign in to read more »

»Home Affairs«

by Emmanuel Ekale Esambe, Apr 10, 2009

Things are getting rowdy / And stuff is thrown about. / Cracks appear down the lane / And our home has broken down. / / Lies are peddled for survival, / Thugs are compensated for forgery / Comradeship now knows no valour / Affairs in our home are down - / The glorification of falsehood. / / Nhlanhla asked…  sign in to read more »

»Commercial Gossip«

by Sergio Coto, Apr 5, 2009

Commercial love to fulfill, / they race against the comma / to bedim my beauty / and narrow the commotion. / / They comfort each other / with coltish combat and influence, / fake and burglar intentions / become those busy bastards. / / the Approval of this fetish passion / to complaint and pact about…  sign in to read more »

»What's wrong with this picture?«

by Zandile Mboneni, Mar 24, 2009

Two strangers walking down the street, hand in hand like they have no cares in the world. / With an Embrace they part, promises whispered and hearts heavy. / Forever is what they thought, together is what they yearned for. / / He/She ducked as bullets flew and in return with stones they were avenging…  sign in to read more »

»The Lion Man«

by Emmanuel Ekale Esambe, Mar 12, 2009

On our national seal / is a peculiar engraving / of a lion. / Bright, bold and gold, / it looks out with a snarl - / always. / / It used to be different / in the days of old . / It used to be different / in the days gone by. / It used to be a farmer / in a green field / harvesting tobacco leaves - / I wish.…  sign in to read more »

»The New Case«

by Emmanuel Ekale Esambe, Mar 12, 2009

As the gentle breeze / Blows by, the breeze from River Messina / / We limped on. / We're a flock of New Israelites / Hoping to cross today's Jordan. / / Others were lucky / Telling officials / Off the Canary Islands / They played soccer like Eto. / Remember the Athenians / Who sang…  sign in to read more »

»the politics in mind«

by Rupert Ruel Nonyane, Mar 11, 2009

who wants to be wrong? / while critics make their mark, / their songs make the largest noise and / they gather crowds, / / foolishness is applauded and the wise are forgotten / as if they never existed / / the greedy stare vigorously with hate to that oppose the motion, / who will rule, the liar shall rule…  sign in to read more »

»Irrelevance of the past«

by Zandile Mboneni, Mar 6, 2009

We are born into sin / Yet we are Angels in our beloved / mothers eyes. / / We grow up with smiles and tears / in our eyes, but yet we grow up / to forget those hurts and pains. / / Teenagers so care free, yet so cautious. / We would not dare to stand in corners with boys, nor hold hands in public. / / Now…  sign in to read more »

»The Helicopter Above Our Heads«

by Les Marcott, Feb 4, 2009

The helicopter above our heads used to carry the most powerful man in the world. It would take him "home" to a ranch in central Texas. A home he adopted, a home I can't escape. A home that was more of a prop than an actual working ranch. The people of this ranch town were merely extras in a…  sign in to read more »


by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe, Nov 21, 2008

1980 / one man one vote / and the people spoke / the popular rules the majority / / 2000 / twenty years on / minority rule rules- / a metamorphosis of majority rule / the beast is unleashed / to the demise of democracy / - the unpopular rules / the majority / the people of the house of stone* / are betrayed…  sign in to read more »

»Someone Talking To No One«

by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe, Nov 19, 2008

I'm talking to those without ears / Showing things to those without eyes / That the writing is on the walls / Of the house of stone.* / / I'm running with the amputees / Struggling with them to stand / On the barren threshold / Of the house of stone. / / My full stomach rumbles / With those of the starved…  sign in to read more »

»Just Imagine!«

by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe, Nov 18, 2008

Imagine imagining images emerging / From a state in a state of decay / Where there's no food, no water, no money / No electricity, no harvest, nor justice / And no hope for political change! / / Imagine war-lords inflicting terror / On defenceless, hungry villgers / Forcing their will power to bend / Under…  sign in to read more »

»Russian Roulette«

by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe, Nov 18, 2008

We're smoked like cigarettes / in the house of stone.* / He rolled us up / and set fire to our tips. / We glowed and burned / like tobacco in his cigarette; / We smouldered / as He smoked us out / of the house of stone. / BUT we refused to be smoked out / and we ran for refuge / at our neighbours'. / / * refers…  sign in to read more »

»Of misery and Anguish«

by Christopher Kudyahakudadirwe, Nov 17, 2008

My liberator, my executioner; / He has left my flesh open and raw, / My bones all broken / My eyes smarting from tear gas. / / My liberator, my torturer; / He has shut me in a prison / Of misery and anguish / Forcing me to live in the shadow / Of the stagnant darkness of death. / / I cry out aloud for help…  sign in to read more »

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