Kaffir Poems - Poems about Kaffir

...I retired from education, sharing with (not scaring) OUR YOUTH oblivious of persistent prejudice, labor migrant past piercing the present until i left America for South Africa, returning to Nat......Read the rest...

...A Bouquet Astute; beautiful Chrysanthemums Decadent earthly Foxglove Gentle hands; immaculate Judging Kaffir Lilies Miniature noises orchestrated Pretty; quiet Rudbeckia Shocking trellises; ......Read the rest...

...Candidate that's my wife's business, he will make it for you, not tomato sauce but grated coconut sauce which is fried without oil wrapped in banana leaves like pepes. It is wonderful for a tong......Read the rest...

...CANDIDATE that's my wife's business, he will make it for you, not tomato sauce but grated coconut sauce which is fried without oil wrapped in banana leaves like pepes. It is wonderful for a tongue......Read the rest...

...Identity Apples iam a fat skeleton, resurrecting from the sad memories of dada and dark mysteries of aminism iam buganda i bleed hope i drip the honey of fortune makerere, think tank o......Read the rest...

...I play with the souls of men From their births to their deaths I play with the souls of men I play with the souls of men From their primitive laughter and Lies i know the souls of all men ......Read the rest...

...As a young man, I longed for passion in life setting my sails, spent far from home seeking out exotic lands stirring oceans into a frenzied foam. Oh, to breathe the scent of new perfumes to ta......Read the rest...

...Into the kingdom. From the kingdom was I bourne ancestral sailed into the fall of the hemispheres equator. Other earth side I became alive. The table on the fringe. From the kingdom all my cult......Read the rest...

...I look all round me and I’m engulfed by shame I see people chanting freedom But they have nothing tangible to show they are free Because their freedom’s trail is unknown to them Shackles of......Read the rest...

...You can paint me white and I will still be black Turn my ebony black hair, make sure the chemicals Touch every strand of my hair, erasing all trace of My pitch black kaffir but I will still be ......Read the rest...

...(INSPIRED BY 12YEARS A SLAVE) LUPITA!!! LUPITA!!! LUPITA!!!! Has become the new beat! Red carpet to the streets of London her name you scream! Shows still rattles on on her about her Elle Drum Ta......Read the rest...