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Best Poems Written by Mothusi Makhaza

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Afro Woman

Figure clad in white
Soul clothed in ashen
Body soaked in wine
Youth entrenched in mind
Foreign name on paper.
 
A specimen of mystery
Unseen splendor
Timeless experience
A living dictionary of life
 
Your body scarred by time
Face disfigured by “LOVE”
Hands marred by money
Hair, gray from thoughts 
 
You have lived millennia or two
But your origins, not a soul knows
Some say “David’s Descendants”
Others claim, ”Soul’s Remnants ”
 
They have dug out graves,
Gone through caves, 
Climbed up KILIMANJARO
Even looked into the Nile 
Some gaze up into the firmament
& Debate “THE BIG BANG”
 
But No!
You are, Son of the soil,
Daughter of the sand
Mother AFRIKA breast-fed you,
 Father Sun baked your Identity
 
Ostriches are raised for you,
Cattle slaughtered all for your honor
 
You are a black man
Born of AFRIKA
Blessed by the stars,
Cloned by the night
 
Rise above your feet and be proud.

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Death, My Gateway

I was out on the street
I ran the hood like my life
My cash was that of powder
CHEQUES made from tablets

Church folk came to me for donations
Shop owners paid me for protection
I had twelve souls for my protection
& Had too much love for Prostitution

One morning the sun never pitched
One day, morning never came
One afternoon I laid on my back
One evening, my mother, a tear she did shed

 I felt it sharp, I felt it hot
Metal through flesh, blood through my veins
I fell hard.  Heart beating slow down
Slowly fading, slowly dying

Chest opening up, soul freely escaping
Mortal coil unwrapped, back to the oil 
Eternal spirit back to the father
Then met death,
Now I sleep

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Death, My Gateway

I was out on the street
I ran the hood like my life
My cash was that of powder
CHEQUES made from tablets

Church folk came to me for donations
Shop owners paid me for protection
I had twelve souls for my protection
& Had too much love for Prostitution

One morning the sun never pitched
One day, morning never came
One afternoon I laid on my back
One evening, my mother, a tear she did shed

 I felt it sharp, I felt it hot
Metal through flesh, blood through my veins
I fell hard.  Heart beating slow down
Slowly fading, slowly dying

Chest opening up, soul freely escaping
Mortal coil unwrapped, back to the oil 
Eternal spirit back to the father
Then met death,
Now I sleep

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Russet Skin

Russet Skin 
Figure clad in white 
Soul clothed in white 
Body soaked in wine 
Youth entrenched in mind 

Foreign name on paper 
A specimen of mystery 
Unseen splendor 
Timeless experience 
A living dictionary of life 

Your body, scarred by time 
Face disfigured by “love” 
Hands scarred by money 
Hair, grey from thoughts 

U have lived a millennia or two 
But your origins, 
Not a soul knows 
Some say, “Descendents of David” 
Others, “Remnants of Solomon” 

They have dug out graves 
Gone through caves 
Climbed up Kilimanjaro 
Even looked into the Nile 

Some look up to the stars 
& talk about, 
“The BIG BANG” 
But No! 
You are son of the soil, 
Daughter of the sand 

Mother earth breast fed you 
Father sun baked your identity 
Ostriches are raised for you 
Cattle Slaughtered 
For your honor. 

You are a black man 
Born of AFRIKA 
Blessed by the stars 
Cloned by the night 
Rise above your feet 
Be proud

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Death, My Gateway

I was out on the street
I ran the hood like my life
My cash was that of powder
CHEQUES made from tablets

Church folk came to me for donations
Shop owners paid me for protection
I had twelve souls for my protection
& Had too much love for Prostitution

One morning the sun never pitched
One day, morning never came
One afternoon I laid on my back
One evening, my mother, a tear she did shed

 I felt it sharp, I felt it hot
Metal through flesh, blood through my veins
I fell hard.  Heart beating slow down
Slowly fading, slowly dying

Chest opening up, soul freely escaping
Mortal coil unwrapped, back to the oil 
Eternal spirit back to the father
Then met death,
Now I sleep

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Pain Vs Love

HE TOOK HER BY THE HAIRS
MOPPED THE KITCHEN FLOOR WITH HER
ALL TO DROWN A PAIN TOO DEEP FROM WITHIN
SCARRED AND MARRED BY THE PATRIACHAL SYSTEM
TOO PROUD TO CRY FROM THE PAIN CAUSED 
BY THE MAN SHE LOVED THE MOST

SHE STOOD BY HIM IN THE STREET 
SHRUNK INTO A CORNER IN THE CLOSET
NEVER SQUEELED, LIKE A SHEEP TO THE SLAUGHTERS
WALKING HEAD HIGH IN THE CLOUDS
HIDING THE TEARS THAT DROWN HER SMILE

DEEP IN HER BREWS THIS RAGE
AS SHE LOOKS AT HIM SLEEP LIKE A BABE
THINKING OF JUST HOW EASY IT WOULD BE
WORDS DROWN THOSE THOUGHTS THOUGH

WAS SHE THE ONE TO "BRING IT?”
WOULD SHE SUMMON DEATH TO SEPARATE THEM
HOW WOULD SHE BE ABLE TO FACE THE SOCIETY?
SHE HAS BEEN SMILING ALL THIS WHILE IANYWAY

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My Love

It comes from my heart
It flows like a river
You are the ink 
I am the paper
Together we give life to the words of love
You are the ocean 
I am the sun
We meet, and our chemistry evokes love
It is the color of the sun 
Softly kissing the ocean and
Her lips turn peach in shade

My love is what I profess
My heart is what I propose
If you will, keep in your coffers
With my trust, you I bequeath
My dreams, with you I will subsist
I submit my being 
Not because I am beguiled
But because 
I am speechless

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Pain

As pain streaks through my body,
I think of all the wrongs I have committed.
I feel the pain you felt and just wonder;
Was it really worth the trouble?

Would I have reacted differently?
Would I have taken you back?
Would things be different now?
I really wonder. 
It really gets to me.

It pains me to see you fall
Slowly in love with another man
To see you love me less 
To see this relationship go up in flames.

I am a man of  flaws I must admit
But sharing a woman with another man?
That now is pain I cannot endure
Sharing love is not a man’s pleasure

My aim is to please you
My pain is being in love with you.
My gain will be having you eternally
And I will aim again for you heart 
All this I will do if you please

I will like I said do all that 
As for now though, 
Pain still streaks through my body
And love flows through my veins
In vain I am crying. In love? I’m lying

I am in pain 
My heart is in heat
Scorching rage hurts me
I am appealing to you 
Let us be or let me be.
All this I am doing cause,
I’m in pain.

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Last Words

On this day, this very moment
Whilst you prepare to bury me,
I speak to you 
through the voice of my pen

That when I cease to breathe
When this mortal coil 
can no longer hold me in
And my wings once inbound
Now free to launch me home. 

Weep not much 
For this life is for us
To live and leave forever

I have lived my time,
Out-smarted my foes,
Out-lived my enemies
I have come full circle

To stop this metamorphosis
Is to tell the sun 
To stop shining
Thus insulting the Son of Man
For He wept on the 
Torture branch.

Who am I to beg for lasting life?

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The Hearthrug of Life Has Been Removed

The hearthrug of life has been removed
From under my feet like a wave of water 
From between my fingers like honey
From under my nose like your scent

I felt royal blood flow in my body
Only now 6 years later do I feel
Like a vagabond only worse
Like fish out of its tank.

You helped me build up a castle 
We placed the foundations in the sky
Only for you to pull it down
Brick by brick. cement, piece by piece