Board the Patience Bus Because,

I would like to think that,

The pink in all rainbows colours your mornings every day

Rainbow box sweets, soft murmurings strawberry rainfalls

Jikeleza, all station first stop bliss, after robot after thought kisses

Changing heart staccato amazing strings

That brings change to my heart hymn slim

Its amazing how you frighten me brightness,

Joyous impression trinket box, in every way

My heroine.

Karma Wheel

The pot fills with that round and round going in circles’ song

Guava juice, freedom sluice, slush puppy, purple fruit-queen of my loot

Blue mountain trail, babalaas cheeks; sweet smile, my morning breeze

I’d like to sing for you with ease, my sound easel

 like, it’s amazing how you please my people

My nation moves through a trillion phases petals of rose phrases

Romantic creams and pink paints- red cups and pink cakes

I still need you to call me

Call me in the morning

In the afternoon

Lunchtime

Even in the evening

Karma wheel.

Nomalizo

I burn with Noah’s mo-thandazo, Nomalizo, oyeah!

Your yellow game of thrones bone collector

Fede vika is fokol, my spiritual nectar

Selector, soul driver  it’s complicated

It’s this feeling that releases your soap opera

 ang’ khulumi nawe every day in my scandalous

through the sands mischiefs of time; I only dream mischievously

about your rhythm in this city

through the hour glass.

I burn with Noah’s Nomthandazo, Nomalizo, Oyeah!

Dub step red riding lips in my hood

Fede, chieftess death in my eyes is

In my speaker phone, drum throne

You take with your Yellow Ganda-ganda

Bulldozer, rascal its your voice mara

That spins my tails in orbit

Ah, one two I’m buying eloping tickets, to Phuket

Can’t get?

Watch and exhale.

Soul Acoustic

This narrative transcends soul acoustics

Fundamentally on my mind

This track transcends pernicious love beats

Fundamentally we unwind

Mirrors on treasure walls spell bound by your tricks

Sequences to this rainbow highway my pleasure play

Fun dementia mental valentine verbals, my cousin

Rub the dub- red beard don’t forget the red beret

This narrative is fundamentally patient with intent

a mental transcendence

This soft love story, this.

It is so crazy that, I ...

Remember that day

When we went to Melville

When Seventh was heaven corner Fourth

Dancing with the devil and so forth

Black Label Castle on the table at Pauls Tavern

We held on together two by two; to us to,

The taste that never let us down

Twenty Ten Mellow Wood and Coke and Phillip

Kisses at random with a shy Xai Xai

And a wee at the pub up the road,

Coz it smelled nicer.

Those were the days we chose to hold hands.

Heya, Happy Tuesday

To your stars that draw impressions in the sky

Every time you say hi, with solemn sweet soliloquies

No, your tweets hit small delicate spots, my Sistene Chapel ceiling

Yes, you hit me pristine in a serene sense I die for days

Maybe, because you make me smile like a schoolboy with a teacher crush

I’m forever walking in Jesus’s high heels, it’s just the way you make me feel

To your stars that draw impressions in the sky

I’d like to dedicate this smallanya piece to you,

Happy Tuesday,

Peace.

Be Too Mellow, in Just One Week

Yes, Kwes I said to my open eyes 
Highway to my Heaven with eleven beat-makers 
A teaspoon and a fork and you in my Ford 
We are focused on sweet black berries 
As we hike up King’s other side of the mountain 
In speech we heal 
In ditches we speak 
With one feeling 
We will see freedom one day. 
Yes, when together we make our own nation.