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Sphelele Brian Aubrey Ngubo Poem
I was dead the day I was born
She looked straight into my eyes; as she sat right across me
I could see fear right through her, as she mumbled with the thought of my vicious actions
Trying so hard to understand how did I become such an animal overnight
An “A” student abdicating life due to life sorrow daily incidence
I burst out loud behaving like this is a big buffoon and replied
”I was dead the day I was born”
Its amazing how one angel can transmute into Lucifer
So horrifying like witnessing a saint transforming into a zombie
How a GURU can incline to prostitute tendencies with no remorse
As she fell on her knees with tears hopelessly growling kissing the floor
I could smell blood coming out from her wounded heart as she said silently
“Forgive them lord for they don’t know what they doing”
I giggled out loud with anger written all over my scar, scary face
As I perpetrate the idea that what kind of a loving parent that abandon the world for so long
The parent that left even unborn babies striving to survive life termination
The war survivors thrown on the streets self-catering on the dustbins
“I guess heaven have its people and I’m definitely not one of them”
For I WAS DEAD THE DAY I WAS BORN
Compiled by: Sphelele Brian Aubrey Ngubo (P.F)
Copyright © Sphelele Brian Aubrey Ngubo | Year Posted 2015
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Sphelele Brian Aubrey Ngubo Poem
I GREW UP IN A WORLD WITH >>>>>>NO MERCY AND REGRET<<<<<<<
Where teenagers argues about sex like its weather “what mom…It’s just sex”
Condoms out of fashion as they grew to fear them more than HIV and AIDS
Adults taking advantage_ sleeping with pupils yet teenagers begging for more
Abusing the privilege of *life termination* also well encouraged by politicians
12 year old working hand in hand with paid assassin’s *nurses and doctor’s*
The mission is to achieve *human slaughtering* of pre-born babies.
I GREW UP IN THE WORLD OF >>>>>HORROR AND CRUELTY<<<<<<<
Where “proudly” high school droppers were more than scholars
And the remaining carrying rifles in exchange of paper and a pen
Young soldiers striving to protect their loved ones_ sisters & girlfriends
From scavengers whom their parents loved and so called *damn*“EDUCATORS”
My child “the elders know best”>>>poor old lady<<< with lack of knowledge
I’m not denying that “GRANNY” but how is that possible when he had impregnated our little sister… your child too *MAMA*?
Teenager’s constantly visiting prisons, power hungry for commanding the society
Living life without fear as they turn society into the jungle*survival of the fittest*
Living 4 now not 2morow satisfaction...well that’s if they make it till the morning
Bang bang in the middle night there goes another clueless soldier. Rest in peace NEGRO it’s amazing how your death have brought so much joy in the community
BY: SPHELELE B.A NGUBO (P.F)
Copyright © Sphelele Brian Aubrey Ngubo | Year Posted 2015
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Sphelele Brian Aubrey Ngubo Poem
Why do they hate you so much?
Parents, teachers, colleagues even the priest’s hates you
You not a murderer yet police are looking for you 24 hours a day
You never abused or hurt anyone yet always a victim of circumstances
You make me laugh, think ohhh just can’t stop thinking about you
Every time I see you… my anger, pain, hatred just fades away
IT’S A PITY THEY DON’T WANNA SEE US TOGETHER!!!
Why do they hate you so much?
Your presents give life to the ill people
Your presents give laugher to the hopeless
Your presents bring two enemies together
Because of your presents today the nation sings the same song…
Ohhhh…my darling I miss your touch already
IT’S A PITY THEY DON’T WANNA SEE US TOGETHER!!!
Why do they hate you so much?
When you so innocent and harmless, so caring and loving
Should I blame the government for encouraging hate upon you?
Or lack of education and stupid theories fed to citizens about you
Well my sweet darling you can count on me, ill never turn against you
AFRICA LETS UNITE AND SING THE SAME SONG…
“LEGALIZE THE HOLY HERB"
SPHELELE NGUBO
Copyright © Sphelele Brian Aubrey Ngubo | Year Posted 2015
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