South Africa Poems

I am Rainbow

I am Rainbow 
seven colours merged to flowing 
glow in Dark Nights of the Soul
landed in a country nicknamed 
the “Rainbow Nation” untamed
my mission to transform, transmute
colours covered in dust and rust
with rain we gain, attain without shame
sublime freedom for Self and fellow 
with not much bellow never shallow 

arcs of colours we witness together

THE FLAG I NO LONGER WAVE

I no longer praise it, no I don’t,
I no longer call it, the Nation’s pride, 
Nor do I raise it anymore, it lost value.
No, it doesn’t hold its meaning anymore.

Unity became just a word, in political rhetoric,
The thread of ubuntu isn’t strong enough to-
Hold together the colors, my flag needs sewing,
Gold, green, blue, black and

WTC Remember Temba

Lovingly lauded.. they marauded.. rightly applauded

Saffa gaffers did thrill 

Willow wielding wizards of Oz

Yielding…lampooned..marooned..jaffas 

Festooned spill just like Seville .


Must remember..the ember burning

Yearning of Temba Bavuma

Kept his sense of humour

Despite being the victim of flimsy whimsy


Many a nasty rumour

I implore you to ignore the tumour 

That is Michael Vaughan…dim..grim

Pompous pig or obnoxious prig 

Having a

Regression Whispers

 Regression Whispers 

ancient almond wild stood still 
stark in dark forest through which 
moved determination

a quick tobacco roll
cold beer 
AK the companion
whispers in jungian depths 
puffed from psyche
fumes of struggle, lymph   
floated across eyeballs

camp was porridge, malaria, madness 
heart opened a tendril 
a shudder of brilliant focus

how far was freedom ? 
and

The Echo Returns Not

The Echo Returns Not

Sponsor : Unseeking the Seeker 

[ Poet’s note : SOLOMON MAHLANGU was a South African Freedom fighter & cherished leader in revolutionary army, Umkhonto we Sizwe. He was sentenced to death by hanging, by the Apartheid Government on 2 March 1978 & hung on 6 April 1979. Though he was not actually

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A Blues Sonnet for Jan

Event: Anglo-Boer War 1899–1902—Measles epidemic in the concentration camps.
In the voice of: Sannie Botha (a survivor).

Jan’s cough kept me awake all through the night.
The children are all coughing in the night;
the fevers gave us all a mighty fright.

The red, now itchy, spots on body parts;
“Oh! Son Jan, don’t you scratch the itchy parts,
as scabs and

MEMORIES OF WAR

MEMORIES OF WAR 


In prison we turmoiled 
packed up cards to fall 
whilst they sucked 
genitals like bonbons 
a quartz on a table
gleamed its knowing

War torn ghettos with 
swollen stomachs 
stretched wide, auras 
shattered, splintered 
blood aflow, fainting in vomit 
march and tread, tread and march 
trenches our dread homes at 
morn or on midnight

CECYL, SON OF OUR SOIL : CONSUMMATE REVOLUTIONARY

{Poet’s Note : I wrote this poem for the passing of my very dear friend & comrade, Cecyl Esau, Umkhonto we Sizwe Commander in 2021, as a contribution to his memorial service. Cecyl was given a full Provincial Military Official Funeral. Though the reading was filmed & recorded as part of the proceedings, I recently

Some Treasures

To the red dust of the Highveld plains and KwaZulu koppies;
          Where young feet roamed and in its earth-breathe did romp
            Beneath golden haze, as in an oil canvas, the sunset lay
   

A NEW SOUTH AFRICA

We all rejoice to see
The wounds of apartheid heal
We are so happy to witness
Black men flourish in business.

It is a delight to see
A black man in a white-collar job,
Watching a white child chase a black child
In play is a pleasant scene.

We smile as we see
Black people deciding their fate;
What a sight it is when black

ANC Greedy Leaders- South Africa

In a land where shadows linger long,
A tale unfolds of a people's song.
Apartheid's chains, a cruel embrace,
Enslaved hearts in a divided space.
Kindred souls, with no love for gold,
Living lives where stories are told.
No ego's sway, no material desire,
Yet, history unfolds, a somber fire.
Through years of colonization's hand,
A web woven tight across the land.
Black against black,

UGANDAN JUDGE AT ICJ WHO VOTED AGAINST THE LEGAL TEAM OF SOUTH AFRICA

as the Ugandan Judge at ICJ , 
Julia Sebutunda voted against South African legal 
team 's case at ICJ ,
which portrayed the genocidal
actions of Israel troops 
in Gaza. 
The entire Africans astonished 
to be betrayed by one of their daughters
 who failed 
To understand the consequences  
of Apartheid in South Africa 
and Colonisation in entire Africa.
Imagine

Meerkats of South Africa

10/24/2023?




I had a most unique, unusual dream!
I woke, wide-eyed and there they stood!
Five meerkats, so darling, not made of cedar wood.



Of the notorious, great mongoose family are they.
Rodent eaters, and plants, by moonlight and day.
Traveling in packs of ten or more, to hunt and to play!

I South Africa I Woman

{August is Woman’s Month in South Africa. August 9th is Woman’s Day. August 8th is an opening of the Lion’s Portal to Cosmic Strength. This poem is for all the Lion Hearted women who have crossed my path on all timelines across all dimensions ! }

I SOUTH AFRICA WOMAN AM I


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