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Best Poems Written by Nobuntu Ntobela

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Division Against Humanity

Black vs white vs dark skin vs “yellow bone
Men vs women vs straight vs homosexual
Poor vs the rich vs Afro vs weave 
Christian vs Muslim vs atheist 


All are keeping score 
None will ever admit to being wrong 
All are “woke" 
You correct a brother and they'll go all intellectual on you with their fancy words 
And when you don't grasp what’s being said,  your opinion is null and void. 
A sister would rather twist your words and make you look foolish rather than accepting the truth and be nourished 
It's  every creature for themselves,  even at the expense of everything else 

All are hollering their righteousness in the mountains 
It's not about peace, about unity,  hell it's not about the course they claim  to fight for,  it's about gratification not justification 
Everybody rushes  to be “quoted “ 
Nobody hushes down to reach a fair conclusion, 
Because why would they want that?
If a solution is found,  what would they babble on about?,
The “intellectuals “ shall all be heard,
So do the “wise-saints” and the “woke" 
It was never about peace everlasting 
It's about making it in the history book 
Your idealism and ideologies are what important .

Now I’m not saying ignore the injustices of this broken world 
We should all fight to be heard and nobody should be deemed more important than the other 
You don't care about freedom, peace and unity 
If you did , you’d sit down and discuss a way forward and not debate your own ways to win  

What if crime was crime and a criminal,  a criminal 
Instead of an act of injustice against a certain group 
It'll be crime against Humanity , because unity 
Will a man be ashamed to report abuse against a woman? 
Nobody would point at him and see him weak for it because all are equal 
And it's not a woman against man, but an inhumane act against Humanity 
Would the less privileged frail to speak against the elite? 
A child be afraid to speak against family elders? 
Nobody would be punished less than they deserve 
All should fight to be heard and demand equality 
But if we all strive to surpass each other when will the rollercoaster stop?
How many more years should pass in order for us to decide to be humans first,
You’re human before religion, colour, race, gender, sexuality, class, 
You’re a human first.

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I Am Shadow

I want to burst, boom and die,
I always imagine myself in a scenario where I accidentally die.
I imagine god too angry to care so he roast me with lightning instead.
I imagine drunkards fighting and I just happen to be stabbed accidentally.
I see myself missing a step and then fall to my death.
I see myself taking a knife slitting my throat.
I think to myself that if only I could just reap out this soreful heart
Either way I always imagine my heart to be circled by dark smoke,
That turns my blood black . then it travels through my veins spreading the,
Black disease.
When others pray for their hearts to be healed, I’ ll be hoping ,
For a heart attack.
My black heart turns me into a dark shadow,
Unpleasant to be at present with.
I’m a lethal disease, too contagious, don’t befriend me.
I quarantine myself into a corner, wanting no attachments beacause
I might just pass the sickness to you.
I ask god to kill my body and soul because I want to unexist.
Im like a zero to an equation
You sum me up ,I add no value, subtract me, you’ve taken nothing.
multiply me , I become nothing, divide by me , that’s undefinable.
Im too much of a coward to be anything, that’s why I only imagine my death
Im too scared to do it myself, just like im very afraid of living.
So what does that make me? im afraid of death and afraid of life
That makes me a shadow, just a dark spirit which wasn’t supposed to live.

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Depression

I AM PESTILENCE 
I am a deadly plague devouring all goodness.
A cancer spreading through your internals rejoicing in your weaknesses,
With my lips of death, I kiss away all that blossoms and it regresses.
I come dressed in a dark cloak of the apocalypse ready to drag all that shines and doom it into hades.

I bring down acid rain in that fruitful garden in your head.
I reign in the kingdom of darkness and shackle all that is light to heed my call.
The harder the armies of light shoot me down, the more resilient I become.
I draw my powers from the sea of sorrows which harnesses its energy from the rivers of rejection, failure, disappointment and betrayal.

I stand on top of a big mountain rock symbolizing my triumph over your fragile world.
I have deployed a force of wise-men to study your nature, now I just tap my fingers and all that’s left of your weak soldiers, retreats to what it thinks is a safe base, leaving me to plunder all that you ever held dear, shunning your culture, beliefs and dreams.
I have chained your world in my inescapable fortress but have left loopholes for the agents of positivity to come pay you respect and enjoy watching as you effortlessly chase them away because you’re a pathetic weakling.

You’ve watched me hail over your neighbouring worlds with famine, yet you think you stand a chance against thee?
I am pandemic disease with no cure. 
I am absolute destruction!
I am depression!

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To the World Leaders

Hope is our mother.
That nurturing warm woman.
She is a flow of living waters over a dessert land.
Refreshing your soul, outpouring life.
Intoxicating your reality, birthing you into the promise land.

We are unnourished children thirsty for milk,
desperate for just a drop.
With the leaders carrying our nutriments in trunks and trucks,
We trust that the scolding from our mother has
beaten out all the greed that lingers,
the virus that spreads and sucks all made promises,
we believe you will serve us well from the menu.
We  choose and hope in you.

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Whispers

You whisper death to me.
You hove about my head only to tell me what I am not.
You love  telling tales of my failures.
You enjoy opening page by page of my dissapointments.
You even put emphasis on my past .
My tears are like living waters for you.
My tormented face is your comedy scene.
You work overtime just to wipe out my smile.
Sleep was my only escape from you,
But you took that as well, you planted nightmares in there too
Isn’t it enough for you that my walking life is a nightmare?
You made sure to whisper bitter dreams in my ears.
 I am up all night fighting you but I never win.
everyday, you pride yourself by showing me what I could’ve been
If I hadn’t listened to you, you rub my weaknesses in my face,
Then you force my head to behold other people’s successes,
Then I start comparing myself and see only what you want me to see,
that I’m a pushover, an unfit thing and I’m not capable.
You force me to push myself into a corner, making me believe that I’m alone,
Because why would you want me to be with someone whom will tell me a different story?
I always fall for your traps and now I’m caught in your web.
Letting me go isn’t part of the plan, if only life was a movie,
I would’ve broken free by now, but in reality villains always win

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Just Words

In my  head I have accepted, 
I have thought about things and have welcomed reality, 
In my head the mess has been  detangled,
In my head there’s an answer to every question, 
A solution to every problem, 
I’m my head everything is logical and practical, 
In my head the pathway is clear,
There's no fog, no mist, only clarity ,
In my head I’ve had the argument and won, 

But my heart bares heaviness of not accepting reality, 
The foolish hope in calamity, 
My heart longs for things unattainable, 
Things only a few have been blessed with, 

It still dangles in confusions and blurriness, 
Longing for a different answer, 
A different outcome,  
My heart can't just look away
And accept to be swayed up with the unfortunate, 
My heart has not accepted, 
My heart will not welcome this broken outcome.

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Corky Moon

Corky moon
You only see me in the night 
During the day I look for you and not find you
I’ve been screepling around life the whole noon
And you hid from me yet pop-up uninvited in the night
And blind me with your zeal
You know I won’t wish you away
Always wanting your taste
You then stay instilling all kinds of dreams in my head
And reassuring me that they’ll  happen .
You calm me to sleep and when I wake up you’re gone again

You had your way with me in the night
You kept me up, tossing and turning me 
For a while I enjoyed being intoxicated by your presence
After you were done with me ,you gave me a beautiful stare
And I gazed upon you and you shushed me to sleep
Knowing that you’ll disappear in the morning.

I went looking for you but your brother burned me 
And I ran from his scorch straight under a tree
The shade wanted to have me but you’ve already taken up the whole space
But he did managed to make me forget about you a while,
He wasn’t quiet like you.

You came again in the night,
You said nothing about the shade because you know it has nothing on you
I laid by my back, knees ups, exposing my whole being to you
Thinking how are you gonna screw me today
And whether you want me to moan or scream 
Which one satisfies you? Which sound tells you that you’re doing me good right now
I turned and laid by my stomach the penetration of thoughts intensified
But you held me tighter not letting go 
And kept whispering the things I need to hear.

But I know you’ll be gone in the morning
And I’ll be left to fix after myself 
And try to bring down doors to catch the dreams you sold to me in the night.

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The Bigger Person

Here's to being the bigger person, 
The one to keep the peace,
The one to bury their feelings, 
The one who understands where everyone's coming from,
Always justifying the obvious.

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My Guardian Angel Has Fallen

Cursed are my prayers.
I seek healing only to be more wounded,
I seek clarity only to be more blinded.
Tell me guardian, do you twist my words to God?
What do you say when you petition for me?
Or now you only talk to the other side?
Have you fallen?

Do I mutter that you don’t heed my words?
Did I wrong you in any way?
People often preach ‘’patience’’ but how long is long enough?
When will I  be heard ? do you even want me to be heard? 
Or you supress my voice not to go up?
How have I triggered such wickedness in you?
Am I that bad? Worst to guard?
Is it my foolish humanly decisions that have shutted you out from me?
Your silence is gruesome, are you even here?
Have you become a demon? Have you lost your soul too?
Are you no longer for me?
You should hinder me from tripping, but you’re the one setting traps for me.
I am sorry for my mistakes. Please be for me again.
Come back from the other side

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Back In Time

Ashes to ashes ,
Dust to dust,
Send me back to my unborn days,
Send me to save myself
From this horrible plot of my life
The terrible script of my story.
Send me back to delete the first scene of my life,
Ship me back to the past to switch off my tiny heartbeat, to cut the story short.