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SUNSET

THE SUN IS TOO BORED TO BOTHER

IT DECIDED TO SET AND SPUN LIKE

A TOSSED COIN AS A TIME EXPIRED

THE NIGHT GRABS AND NAILS ME DOWN

TSATSI LAYA MATUBATSANA

MERITHI HOA THEHA YA DIOTLWANA

TSATSI LA DIKELA LABAKA MAHLOMOLA

KODU YA MALLA FIFING LA BOSIU

MOON CLIMBS TO THE HORIFON

AS THE STARS ARE NAKED IN THE BLUEBED OF

NIGHT AND COVERED WITH ALL THE SKINS

OF THE SKY EVER SEEN.

LAZY NIGHT IS

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YET TO COME

WITH ITS VOICE OF DECAY

SINGING THE SONGS OF SORROW

BECAUSE THE SUN DIED IN THE WEST.

RETURN IN TRIUMPH

LAST day of the war it was

Defeat came as a signal, plans didn’t sound

Rebuilding of plans prevailed strength

And send a sail once more with converted plans

Since strength doesn’t come from winning

But struggle develops someone’s strength

They didn’t give-up, because it was merely temporary

And they braved many terrifying battles

Fought one so gruel and angles turns with vision

Their faces stand erect above the earth

Real fighters don’t quit, and give no hostage

To fortune in gruesome battle

War of freedom it was, they where detained as well

And landed cruelly

Fight they did

Under the banner of oppression

Their uncertain return and our uncertain patience

Was not in vain

They overcame this moment of time

Returning in triumph and created eternity.

Mama Africa

Which life has written in pen of centuries?

As the journey is through the womb

A multiple birth of African children’s

Exploding as children’s from womb of Africa

Thanks for creating us black and white

Making of us porters of all sorrows

The birth of Africa, Africa my mother land

Your roots and feelers caressing our bodies

Skins absorbing the home sun Africa

Your voice is the voice of all voices

Your back is gleaming

Gleaming back the world richest soil

Your breast feed us with sustaining milk

 Through your eyes we see

We see the worst thing to be without

Hope

Staring at the night wishing star landed

Nowhere else to go than inside my mind

I wished, wished and wished but alas

I wished I could cry, but to whom

I wished I could be loved, but by whom

I accepted finite disappointment

But never shall I loose infinite hope

It changes no states to my persistence

Endurance, what kind of a fight

Preserving values, asserting some faith

Hope the worst thing to be without.

Lost son

 

Home sweet home

Home is where the heart is

No place like home

After other places closes

Listen to the call

Home coming son

The call of the long awaited soil

Prodigal son whose youth he teared to shreds

He was detained as well

Listen to the call

In the deep chest of the jungle

Wind whispering your name

kgutlela hae

The breaking point is looking back

Since your mind became the body

Immersed like some lost children’s

In the very depth of their roots

Country has no sons

We are rather the sons of disgrace

Our bones turned to dust

But the spirit welcomes you in the song of birds

Drums are pleading, children’s dances their

Magical dances to the rhythm of walking

Lost son has return

Most gracious exemplar

I thank you god for creating of me

For making of me most gracious exemplar

I feel your warmth when fresh breeze

Blown onto my nostrils I am pleased

With everything you gave to me

I the prodigal child shape of my head

Made to lead the world while my

Nostrils snuffing every wind of the world

Tenacious battling with the world

Thickness of my lips spills out rain

My mind runs forever as the Gulf Stream

Most gracious exemplar existing in all things

In the empty sockets despairing of possessing life

Since the down of time my blood reddened all nature

Since the down of time my tears flowed to flooded streams

My mouth is wounded because it dared to sing

Singing the song unknown to me

As my voice is howling through my skull

I, the most gracious exemplar I’m nothing

But I am all that I am and more than I am

And so much less than I am because of you

Breaks the silence

 

It is time I said a word

I feel to speak this is my desire

Speaking the only truth worth saying

As long as there is pain, famine and death

I speak with unintelligible barking

Because reality behind lies is death

And understanding of tears is pain

My heart heels averting itself

While seeking for words

My voice speak remorseless

Wounds are deeper than flesh

Life is an art of drawing with no eraser

Is an the unarguable referent

Where to go is what to do

Death is walking the land

Poverty is our flesh and blood

Say no shouting in anger by being

An example of what you want to see

And simply breaks the silence

Freedom fighters

The sunshine that was to be

Singing new songs unknown to them

Rebel’s freedom is their cause

The cause of dream of freedom

They dreamed until they die

Blood were congealing on the streets

Bodies wounded by marks of revolt

Sjamboks hurt as they teared their faces

Their hands were crushed

Because they defended

Bullets were daily stalkers

Mouths were wounded

Because they dared to sing

They dreamed until they flock to exile

Streets were swept clean by fear

They dreamed until they go to prison

And they sunk into silence

But embracing the world with hope

Singing freedom is coming tomorrow

Let the honour be unto them

They dreamed and hoped

To live in one Democracy in Peace

Lovers and friends

In the friendly darkness of love

I was almost to lose my faith

But you came to my surprise

And stole my heart away

You took me right out of hell

Simply by showing you care for me

Only by giving me you’re everything

You let me out of darkness

You brought me out in the sun

You took me right out of the night

By filling my heart with light

Agreeable friend, you pass no criticism

You smile caresses my eyes

My heart heels averting itself

Hurtling through the loniless of life

Amazed is all I can say

I confess without remorse a shame

Assessing the properties of love

Love is a bargain for the best

 

African woman

 

African woman full bosomed

Your loins are more fertile than banks of Nile

Woman who adorns herself and the fields

Never shall I forget your loving face

The constant image of your face

With simple awesome dot in black

Black mother, mother earth

Daughter of the living land

This is black beastliness

Your breast resembles the finest gold

Your womb conceived heroes and heroines

African Lioness

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Your back is gleaming back beneath the world

Underneath the shadow of timeless earth

African woman whose love never wavered

You, whose love endures through all,

Your glances watching us everywhere we go

The warmth of your hands

Caresses our eyelids of darkness

Your eyes trigger-happy

When you open your heart

We see the saviour’s image

Hate someone you love

Things I hate about you

I hate that you always have my full attention

And I can never stop looking at you

I hate that you always great and unique

 I hate that I am always pleasantly surprise

By the brilliant focus on you

I hate that you always focuses on what’s good for me

I hate that you always find a way to personalise yourself

In such a way I really feel

Most of all

I hate that I love you so much that

I can’t stop dreaming about you.

African Belonging

Once I go black I will never go back

I may excel in knowledge of their tongue

I may excel in knowledge of their customs

But I am an African belonging

Our land is a garden of piety

Africans are trapped into western land

The lost braves lives underground

Reclaiming the land under the earth

Mayibuye e Africa

Africa

Africa living land

Africa belongs to everyone

Africa surrounded by oceans

Rivers roaring day and night

Its waters cleanses all wounds

And heals sicknesses

Africa hot land of rising sun

Africa land of wildlife

Living upon Africa

Africa living land, Africa belongs to everyone

Through dark ages, no single drop of hatred in

Africa breast, Africa with awesome oceans

Rivers roaring day and night

Its waters cleanses all wounds and healing

Sicknesses

Africa hot land of rising sun

Africa land of wildlife deep dense

Jungles and green land of fertile soil

Africa feast for eyes as its hands

Grapes in the wind

The wonderland with mighty mountains

A beloved rainbow nation

Journey to success

 

The journey from the earth to the star exist

The journey is through hardship

Finally destiny is better than journey

But destiny intervene with pressing engagement

On your way fall but rise every time

Don’t stay down but refuse stubbornly

Goals is only as worthy as the effort

Required to achieve it

Don’t blame fate for your failures

Nor luck for your success

In the long run we tend to get what we give

Your future is in your hands, it depends on you

You and I

 

You and I have betrayed the dreams

Of young man,

 He who died two thousands Years ago

The one who is jealous

And passionate about us

We astonished to be alive

We are astonished to get for a walk

He who sacrificed his life for you and I

Giving us what we don’t deserve

You and I often say

Our father thou Art in heaven

For on earth he is uncomfortable

Because of this noble cause

He hung on the cross

Declining like a dross

Bounded as a criminal

Lashed like an animal

He who suffered the affliction

For you and I so that we could

Reunite and live eternally

No wonder, no thunder

Blessed is the man Jesus,

The risen Christ

The mans salvation, Christ is

The answer for you and I

Death

Death comes with no invitation

But you are invited to burial

Friends gather with jokes and laughter

Drinks to celebrate the burial rites

Of one who is about to depart

We banding our brothers farewell

Even though hearts needs endlessly

Tears and sighs, sighs and tears

 He has gone to a higher life

Wood when it breaks it can be mended

But ivory breaks forever

 This is agony of years

Ha re se molleleng, re itelele ka borona

Le ha lefu le le bohloko le le sehloho

Le kotula moo le sa jalang

Re re holokile holokile

Oe kgathile ya hae tema tlase lefatsheng

Thabang ke hona, hobane lefu ke le nqosa

Le molemo le kopanyang motho le modimo wa hae

Now he art in heaven

For he decided to surrender the world

Let the dead Depart in peace

Trees

Green life

In the pure land

Trees are very contemplative

Trees of African origin

Trees are the eyes of the living

Trees are walking as branches falls in Braille

Saying

Greenness must not be spilled

So that sky can turn green

 And give birth to green life

Trees work hard and have money different

Jobs to do, providing us with wood and food

Trees make a better world

Helping cause rain and clean the

Air we breathe roots keep soil from washing Away

Which makes streams and lakes cleaner

Providing us with shade in summer while they block

Cold winds in the winter, trees don’t stand statue still

Look them with new eyes

We need Trees

But they need us too

Let’s harm them not

By ensuring their Survival

Trees means the world look after them

Nelson Mandela

The world’s greatest leader of all times

The living god for he sacrificed his life for you and I

He who suffered affliction

So that we could re unite

He created the world

Where there’s neither black

Nor white, only South Africans

So called unity in diversity

For this noble cause he proclaimed A dream,

A dream to bring about changes

But his dream tend to be his enemy

For he was bounded as a criminal

And lashed like an animal

But bless is the man Nelson Mandela

He dreamed and hoped

To live in one democracy in peace

Shouting everyday

Long live

While singing ‘sounds the call to come together

And united we shall stand let

Us live and strive for freedom

In South Africa our land’

It is about time

 

Gone are the days, gone is the time

To stand tall you need to believe in yourself

And show the world who you are

Be like a cloud in the sky

As light as the feather

Showing all your true colours

It’s about time

To shine like a star in the night

As the young soul filled with dreams

Be like a knight on a trusty steed

The best that you can be, depends on you

It’s about time to own yourself

And engineer yourself be not has been

But he will, or he is

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Jinang Dangkat

Wednesday 30th of September 2020 11:28:52 PM

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