Ntsayizi-yami

so I took a shit

So I,
Sat down
In that public toilet
In our public library
My favourite one
That one towards the left
Second from the left, in fact
With no scribbles,
No call this number
If you want to get laid
Just a pleasant light
Shining from the day outside

So I,
Took a shit and wondered,
A soft satisfying one indeed;
In America neh,
Has there ever been I mean ever been?
An acquittal In a case Of a Black Police Officer Killing a young white kid?
Just cause the fingers Hit a skid by mistake, that is.
'm just asking?
Nje!

Just playing around

it must the litmus, the make
cake the bake,
the hake the rake,
AND TAKE
THE PASTE
AHA...

We start it with…
One.
Two..
Three…!
…
Keke dzoong
 kaka kah
Keke dzoooong,
Kakah
Bapa dzooong
Kakah
Zaga Zooong
Zagah!
Bapa dzooong
Sabyloooooon!
Zaga Zooong!
Flabbba
BOEING!
Ba, ba ,pha,
BANG
Booieng, BOEING!
ZagaH…
ZagaAH
ZAGAAAAH!
ZOEEING:
Its like!
Then you!
 move to i!
Like how?
this is,
 the question?

Psychedelic…
Isn't it?
THIS
IS
NOT  A
SONG>>>>>>H!
Dzwing dzwing!
Zagabah!
Tzwing, Tzwing!

Whats that?

Fzwing, dzwing!
Zakahzakah!
Tswing, tswing!
I think
the essence
Is that…
You do it again
And then you Will hear
Tswing, tswing!
THE END
SOMBLIEF!!!

Keep being untitled, I like it

I come here to snatch a glimpse of you

Free flowing dreadlocks

For erratic jumping seconds

Each time, in those liquid moments,

You remember my name;

Your eyes’ red rivaling something here in me

You light my freedoms and station them right there like wine

Thornton, Banbury, Westdene Dam, Spar

I make it there,

To be in your space in a flurried hurry

Pray for me, you are my religion, don’t worry

All I know is…

Your name starts with a K

Bummer,

Last night you were not there.

Red October Tortoise

The undertones of this monologue

The serendipity of this serene feeling

The tranquility of your peace

The scintillating freedom you give

Gives hope to my hope and,

Births dreams in my dreams

Riverlea International

One day with midnight prayers

And candle sticks we will march forward

With our chests pumped high

We will not sigh but sing different songs

With our eyes,

Take my hand

I would like to be…

With you.

In my being in yours when you cry

My frail heart lies with your wail

Crinkled in the veins and weathered

Butternut,

I’ll join you,

In your sorrow

I would like to be…

With you.

One day when you look back

At the crossroads we crossed

The ravines, rivers and rivulets,

We swam across

We will realise that

Our boat,

Was always there,

Waiting.

Let me remind you

I would like to be…

With you