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Khomotso Sereo Poem
Oh Marcus
You recite to rehearse complexity
From every sense you drill the knowledge that you have to offer into our brains
But still the packs get hacked
You tried to Secure them with a WAP2 encryption but amnesia keeps popping up
As they go through the waves of air with sounds moving at a calculated speed
I tend to block one ear so that it doesn't leave without a copy in my cerebrum
I tried to project my knowledge to my computer
"Dude stop speaking Greek" it replied
In a silent text
You broke it down like the OSI model
Technically experiencing fine unused pieces by ant users
But forgetting everytime we close a chapter
We learn to forget
But still appreciating every moment you pause to give a helping Hand
Our technical mentor
Oh Marcus
For the love that you giving us is inevitable
But still hoping its not a good requirement
If we had to pay you back
The numbers would symbolize infinity...
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I put all of it in my mouth
Big and strong you can tell what’s it all about
Wind pipes on shut down,
There’s no air to breath
My face stuffed
You can taste the smoothness of it
Surely it indulges my senses
Ahh…
Oh my
What a creation
I get goosebumps
Every time it comes into my mouth
The saliva in my mouth keeps on increasing
As I slowly suck it from one point and barely getting to the other
My hand small enough to handle the other side
As I take it
In and out
In and out
In and out of my mouth
As my breathing changes every time
Going faster
And faster
And faster
Taking no seconds to rest
As it penetrates through my lips
And my tongue plays with the big juicy round part
I am hardly on feet
For every moment astonishes me
It doesn’t soften up
It doesn’t go light
It’s just big strong and round
Lollipop kid's candy
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Her skin color looking like a highlighted shade
Of the African brown soil
Her hair looked like a leafless tree
Its roots floating onto the naked ocean figured like the curve
Of an African woman
Her lazy eyes looking like the moon of raise
Her nose shaped like the earth
Her cheeks blushing like a butterfly in the garden of Eden
Her smile like the sun in the open sky
White teeth looking like the clouds gold teeth in middle like the sun
Her lips looking like a Mauritius resort
Her voice singing like birds with cellos, pianos and guitars
Her neck looking like waterfall flowing down
Her boobs looking like two straight separate mountains
Her stomach looking like an African beach
Her legs and arms looked like the river streams flowing into the ocean
The sweet, southern, African piece
With an un-random bush
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Quickly closed my eyes the minute I saw your greeting hand
Fully body cured with earthly riches
My mouth stapled
And my body coma straight
As I get a crushing glimpse of your movement towards me
I exhaled out of the air of dreams
She's not coming to me, my mind echoed
Please make her stop
I can't keep on feeding my eyes a virtual
On a given second the speed decomposed
Her face scarched with ease
Peace she retaliates
In a line asked questions I stood like liberty with my Hand straight up about to say something but never came out
A pass of H2o then dropped my hand
I felt like a disabled person with no Perpouse of movement waiting for a rescue operation
If this is the way God punishes me my conscious giggled
You an OG son I convinced myself
I slowly turned around to utter my greetings already projected into a nirvanic mind I saw butterflies flying randomly out of nowhere
Suddenly a wind came into existence through my breathing
Less did I know she is been turned
Her breath increasing like 100 meter atlet
I let my mind get hiii for a moment
Out of the blink of no existence
She attracted everything around her besides herself
She was like munchies after a good Shiiit blunt
Everybody was waiting for me to say something
My sister woke me up that's when I say her message on Facebook
"hello"
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Toilet
Where I get my moment of silence
But irritation of thoughts that confuses at times
I sit there while my body redecorates what were ones genetically modified foods
Welcoming nothing but relaxation and come-ness
The flow and movement I can’t seem to tolerate
Drops out of a volcano like lava on the ocean
My sold waste about to go to a different dimension to create riches
Up lifting the economy while creating jobs I thought
Am an entrepreneur
Smiling because I have just changed a life
Giving hope
I cleaned my business
Letting the water move my product
I stood firm with my head high
Walking out full of confidence
Toilet, toilet you have just given life.
I decided to clean my stomach
So that I could visit every family member
To distribute my product into different companies
I saw my movement flowing through the house of our community
Rushing through and knocking on every door like it was Halloween
Digesting everything my immune system can accept
The sun about to set as the golden strings decompose upon our surface
My consciousness brain just thinking about my product
Giving away free delivery
Until the darkness engulfed our city
And the street lights were the only thing accompanying me
As I had back home
Its 11:25 on my arrival
Mother still awake to welcome my arrival with a biting
But before she persuade
I had already explained my quest
And her response was
Ba go loyile
We woke up for church
As they proceeded
And they were singing
Besuka bamlandela x2
Bahesheya e mezi yabo
I on the other hand
Kept on singing
Besuza bey kakela x2
Byhesheya e toilet rollo
Besuza bey kakela
Mother heard me
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Silence the music of the mumbling city
Calm your ears and mind to the little tears of Mother Nature
Brother our father figure needs changing
Sister the mother land is calling
Our neighbors are pin pointing their contribution in our successes whilst
They are whispering out our failings
Are your cries changing your mind-set
Or are they imitating the unheard stories of our streets?
Come to the dance floor and motivate your speech
Because they say
“Action speak louder than words”
Does your speech promise to whip a tear
Does it give us happiness, faith and never turns to fair?
Our smiles are masks of pain, tears, hurt and everything a woman feels with a broken heart
We are hating each other because of ancestral grudges
Why don’t we leave the past behind just like the apartheid
Let’s hold hands and let our Orphanages hear our cries
But we call it the Geh though
Society a Bloody tear has just been seen
Whip our Tears
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I sit down
A glimpse of my past flashed
Right in front of my life
Everybody doing what their heart desires
I was in the background watching as life surpasses me
Mother choose my faith and my way of life
I felt like a slave in the 3rd world
Oh mother I saw a future of dreams that have to be a thought
Everybody smiling and enjoying their childhood to the blink of no life
"live fast die young" I imagined my life at a moment
Mother closed her eyes and never saw the sky of light
I had to think like an adult than play like a child
I was brought to a land of cheese and milk
But only to find out they were rotten
I was made a maid of a thousand mistress
I thought my grave was determined
Until my unseen God gave me a Disney
The place I nm ow feel free and at home
I am free at last
Free of a past that drained my future
I am silently waiting for my future with all the joy in the world
*Boipelo Duiker*
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Little Light
Am laying here in this dark room dreaming of my bright future From where I am,
the light is Deem to shine throughout the night skies
It sees my closed eye illusion
Little light, little light in the dark, let me shine Little light,
little light in the sky for you know who am I
I see in private what ought to be
But my existence oppresses me
Little light, little light among the black you are white
I enlightened my thoughts with knowledge of the wise
But yet Little light, little light extract me from the blind
I was engulfed by darkness for I had no sight
Little light, little light you gave me power to fight
Little light, little light you were the hope in me that never died.
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Let’s decorate the appearance
Let’s remove the negative energy that feeds us
Brought forth by the uncircumcised meditation force
Pause
Your mind has just been overcame by the red planet
The anunnaki’s, igigi’s and so forth
Remove the mentality of being religious
Because God was never a religion
Believe
I think be-lie-ve is just a lie
Satan to Santa genius
So watch yourself
Look into a mirror an recognise yourself
Course your conscious has just experienced a Godly realm
About the galaxies straight into the spiritual realm
Teach
The realms are true
Talk about the astral plain
The hells really the heavens too
Yeah…
My words are just there to educate the lost.
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STYLER
Thee goddess
A soul of weirdness
A dream of unbearable desire
Styler
Tears came out of her eyes like a water fall of joy
It felt like she was in a galaxy of her own
Created by illusion of excitement
She saw the world as nirvana
She blinked and said a thousand words
Without taking a second to think
The last of impulsive veins created a circuit of moments
She surpassed the level of her demi-gods
She had a kundalini thought
Her body was constantly fade energy by the sun
She defined true beauty that man can’t seem to unfold
Styler was an experiment of the homosapien gods
She was the first and only of her kind
Introduced to an atmosphere of curiosity
She was like the ocean of water because she can smoothen rocks
She was a canker
She was zo way
She is Styler
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