Best Limpopo Poems

The shape and currents that defines my direction and our segregation
Serene meanders that sets my limitations and our alienation
The hippos and crocodiles that swim in...

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Listen to the jazz instrumentals of Masekela,
as you take red wine outside a thatched
shelter in a beach in the Western Cape.

Enjoy a hearty meal of...

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Giyani, my homeland, my forefathers land 
Located deep in South Africa in the Limpopo province 
Where all things are bright and beautiful 
Far from fraud...

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I AM HIV/AIDS 

     
Saint Luke predicted me long time ago,
While the Book of Revelation warned you about me.
I am raging...

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I love Africa, my beautiful Africa
I can roam in the bushes
I can run up the mountains
Down the valleys
Across the plains
Or get lost in the forests
Or...

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I am a story teller born from the central parts of Zebediela district
In Limpopo province.
From Matome mountains inspiration boil from within my soul
While the sounds...

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Yet Africa is
expected to fall in
line 
With speed and
alacrity 
Or be headed back to
Europe 
For much deserved
censure
And sanitization in
the heart
Of brutish Europe!
Have we not seen
them...

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I am the wounded, standing 
nude in thy midst
Showing to your eyes the 
stripes of thy iniquities
Tears dripping down my chin 
as drops of rain...

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A place to be; a home to live,
Full of cultures and traditions,
rivers of live.
In crossing the Mediterranean,
‘criss-crossing’ the continent, you see…


A mountain of rivers,
running the...

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We shall meet again, my friend
in Johannesburg, my friend
After the revolution

Ha! Ha! Ha!
We shall dine on gold plates
And wine on rich red blood

We shall roam...

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I met a pretty queen 
whose eyes sparkled like  
the diamonds of Sierra Leone 
whose lips as red and hot  
as chili pepper...

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“…Son, did you take time to know her…But I hope you’ll make it .You’ll be happy again…” By Lucky Dube

Again, I had only one wish...

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my everyday motto
Every morning till Midnight
I Sing a song
A song made of words
words that are joined together
together to form success


My punch lines will forever say
"No...

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ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING

My husband had a restaurant
For thirty two years,
Much frustration, kitchen hell
And staff in tears.
The Oasis was a place to dine
Of note,
When exhausted, we drove...

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In the old green country
The artist painted beauty
The river in a flow of orange
A blue-grey backdrop
The rolling Drakensburg mountain range

A mosaic of nine shades
With eleven...

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