Gazlam Motaung Poet Kwansaba

Kwansaba and Siblings

Broken Charger

My phone at 1%
Love's battery runs empty
Who gon' charge me now?

Dusk hums low again
I scroll through old convos-sigh.
Ghosts read ''typing...still''
(Sedoka)

                 Drum

Beat
heart loud
in freedom
rising,broken-
dance!
(Lantern poem)

Mzantsi Bus Stop

Minibus honks, dust rise high-
vendors shout,wives wave koebaai.
Wind smells like pap stew.
prayer and perfume too-
Time flies-
So do I  
(Clogyrnach)

      Heilbron Love Song

She wears my T-shirt.
Famo music follows her hips.
streets lights blink approval.
I forget my sorrows
The world dances small.
(Gogyohka)

           Truth

Revolutions begin the day you whisper, ''enough''.

 (monostich)

     Taxi Ride To Wepenaar

Rain drops on glass so slow
city lights blink-I see hope glow                                      
(Luc Bat poem)

     Wi-Fi Gospel

No signal again,
but somehow Jesus still calls
bless the hotspot Lord
(zappai poem)

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