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Kgosietsile Dintlhoane Poem
Father is dressed in grim face and a white shirt,
His unfriendly face could win the heart of Hitler –
mother combed her hair this time
and her deep brown eyes carries heavy love for her family.
in the painting i am sitting right in front of the grim face
with my eyes bent as if afraid to look
and my sister is dressed in a baby blue dress,
her hair is weaved and her eyes are so sad, so so sad
as if she has just lost her child through stillbirth.
the artist it seems has paid attention to detail in his work
plates are filled with food and glasses are empty of joy,
but it is the discomfort in our hearts that is missing on this painting
the painting and the artist failed to save us,
failed to reveal fear in our hearts with his brushstrokes –
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occupy your space dear ones –
you are the descendants of THE GREAT LIGHT BEINGS
you are sparks of light descended on planet earth
to illumine us your fellow beings, your siblings in light –
occupy your space dear ones
enter into our hearts
with intentions of pure love
with intentions of deep compassion
the time has now come
for you to stir light lying dormant
deep within all of us,
move our hearts with your true smiles
show us the path masters once tread
and hold our hands steady
as we shed old beliefs
and ready us for the journey into eternal light –
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we are angels and demons
victims and villains
warlords and peacekeepers –
we have been all of it
incarnation after incarnation –
playing out the game of life –
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before you tell
of the heaviness in your heart
it is only natural
to want to tell of mine first
before you can tell
of how brutally you were violated
by your mom’s men
who peeped through the key hole
of your bedroom door
whilst you were bathing
Fattening their lust
losing human status
qualifying as demons
it is only natural
to want to tell first
of my little incidents,
of hugs i missed
from my deceased mother
of fear slipping into me
every time my stepdad was drunk
and of hating everything about school
before you can tell my dear
of the shock that nearly
choked you to death
when your mom
refused to believe
that blood running down
from your girly
did not come out naturally
it is only natural
to want to tell first
of mean children at my school
who ate without guilt
in front of my growling belly
and threw remnants of their food
on the ground for me to pick up
and eat like an abandoned dog
before you can tell Stella
of the roughness of the streets
you chose for a home
streets filled with hooligans, charlatans,
pimps, corrupt police men and women
it is only fitting
for me to tell first
of rage boiling like lava in my chest
raging against society
that declared you and me
human-factory faults –
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this is not love
burning my soul to ashes...
this cannot be love
that made my heart scream
until its love fell off at the edge of life
i have waited for a full day
to tell on you to mama
to tell to tell to tell
of how you slipped
into me
whilst i was asleep
creating fear in my heart
with your fierce look at me
ordering me to shhh shhhh shhh shut up
my body carries
a violent memory
of you forcing entry into me
of you soaking my fragile skin
with your stinking sweat
and i know this’ and i know this
that when you imprisoned me in this painful memory
you also imprisoned yourself in guilt –
unless you are a psychopath, remorseless –
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we meet every night
in spirit form
(as if
in a dream)
to embrace the flame of love
burning between us
and then
wake up
even to forget
to hug
each other
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he has always been my death –
he has always been my fear –
doors banging,
plates flying and breaking,
shouting, conniving,
lying to save my face from fists,
the only love I know –
the kicking
of my locked bedroom door
the swearing
the throttling of my neck,
fear and loneliness –
forceful penetration
the long rape, the long long rape –
the only love I know –
anger displayed
like a horrifying painting,
emotional outbursts,
the look of hate
and grinding teeth on top of me,
he has always been my death
he has always been my fear –
Mom’s boyfriend, the only love i know –
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there is no seed
with more potential
than this,
no joy
much needed
than this
no view in the soul
more beautiful
than this
no spoken word
more soothing
than this
no love
going deeper
than this
this and more
gives my soul a flight
into eternity –
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at the end of the day
they come to rest on my breasts
men with important jobs
men with issues at home
who needs tissues
to wipe off their shameful tears
they come in different colors and needs
men with timeframes to finish projects
men with egos to protect,
men with a lot to hide even from their loved ones
they come to rest on my breasts,
to cry, to shout, to bite and to curse social norms
that got them in unwanted marriages
that got them in unwanted sodomy from their church priests
they come at the end of the day, every day –
to take a brief break from their easy lives, and rest on my breasts –
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you say
you are cold
from loneliness
i say
your laughter
is the fiercest fire
that warms
my whole being
your struggle is
to see yourself
as i see you,
light, love, laughter, peace –
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