Wednesday, 25 November 2015

Rough Notes of The Heart

I write letters that love your heart alphabets
You see, I see the sea the ocean
Sweetness, Chocolate Rama, Castle in my lager
When You conquer my fears with tears

Soul Rebel
Frida Kahlo
Nomzamo
Lioness Picasso
Empress Fidel Castro
Sistren Che Guevarra

You see, you paint pink rebellion
When you fight my world
halt to a stand still
Smoothness, queen of my mothership
Leadership...

We breathe gain.




Tuesday, 3 November 2015

Lets cross that river, I'll build that raft.

Leader lead, cross the river we shall, she said.
staring in my eyes from far, mind racing
The leader looses the plot only to regain it he hopes
Hits a tot falls into a trot to her salvation
He is her Army

Bobbing and bouncing around in his thought
Dancing like its the last dance even if it was
He retreats for control, just for control
To learn his power to lead; he is ready
Readiness is now, it is will power

Lets cross that river, I'll build that raft.
With your help, the leader says
rubbing his neck,
with a smile.
Like a song I don't have to see,
played live.