Women Grandfather Poems

Henry had not seen a woman like this in his life.
She was modestly covered, even her hands.
Wearing delicate tiny gloves like his grandma used to...

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And Grandpa, you have to wear a tux, my little grand-princess said.
I thought she was crazy, daft in the head.
I was miffed, corn-waggled, flabbergasted at...

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This is a story of a man I didn't know;
I just bore his last name so;
He was my fathers' father and he looked of African;
When...

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What is strength if not compassion 
For the weak and those in need,
Does a smile not show more prowess
Than a fist that makes you bleed.

Is...

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Toy and cereal advertisers must be going zany these days, and I do know.
When I was a child there were twenty-two commercials to every thirty-minute...

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’Twas the night before Christmas and Santa was checking, 
That his daughter was ready, the reindeers confessing, 
That she’d left her partner for the few...

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Out in the middle of a large farmland, I become a girl of old charm and unexpected songs again. Past the flanks where cluttered rows...

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Today we rise.

No more hiding in the shadows,

of culture,
creed,
tradition.

No more silent complicity,

defensive arguments,
sickening pretences,
shabby excuses,

for the actions of men,

brutal and coarse and vulgar and obscene...

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1 Billion Rising.

For Men Everywhere.

Stop! Listen! Think! Act!

Stop!

Stop the abuse!

Of grand-daughters,
colleagues,
daughters,
girlfriends,
partners,
mothers,
sisters,
nieces,
wives,

all women.

Listen!

Listen to the voices!

Of grand-daughters,
colleagues,
daughters,
girlfriends,
partners,
mothers,
sisters,
nieces,
wives,

all women.

Think!

Think of how you treat,

grand-daughters,
colleagues,
daughters,
girlfriends,
partners,
mothers,
sisters,
nieces,
wives,

all women.

Act!

Act now to change...

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Hamba Kahle Anene Booysen! (1996 – 2013)


Dead at 17, brutally raped and left to die,
in the dirt,

 

at a construction site in Bredasdorp.

 

‘horrific’, ‘repulsed’,
‘brutally...

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They Left so Abruptly

(for the countless South Africans, of all colours, who dedicated their lives for freedom and democracy)

the valiant ones
countless
many known
many more nameless

the truest...

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People were
Many things.
Strange or not

People were
Different and
Odd and fun.

People were
Monsters but…
That’s not all

People were
And still are
Strange and odd.

People are
People. For
life is life. 

Yet not.
Not is...

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They
Are
Among us.
Not alien
But more
Like us than
You will ever know.
They are
Neighbors
Dying
Of
Disease
And 
Hate
And
Grief.
They live
Next door
Behind walls
Built
Not of stone
But of fear.
Hungry
Penniless
Alone.
They are
Stereotypes
Birthing
Children.
Ad dictions
Carving
Flesh from
Bones.
They are
Sold
Into
Slavery
Beaten
By
Other
People's
Philosophies.
They are
Invisible.
But not
To
Me....

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Now that I'm retired
And know I can't be fired
I'll do anything I damn well please
And I don't give a hoot
Who hears me when I toot
For...

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See problems they no worry Timothy
He was raised by his Great Grandmother
One day she taught him
Miho you can make life beautiful or ugly
Work hard, find...

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