conceived out of passionate love;
i kept my faith in God to receive.
maturing with time in the womb;
drew me closer to fatherhood.
black oppression was the demon;
that stalked the break of dawn.
cruel friendships embraced me;
at most when i needed love.
reflection of misery on my mirror;
painted an image of my sorrow.
life was so unjust to thee;
redemption was my only hope.
struggles of life seemed so brutal;
new day with no meaning so fatal.
lived a life thorned by mistakes;
judgement was my only weakness.
faith and belief was my motivation;
desire to succeed was my mission.
contemplating victory every second;
excited the reason to live beyond.
beauty & wonder lay beside me;
sparked the passion for love.
now today you lay silently;
her womb caring so gently.
in the midst of my days;
shall i remember the times.
her love painted a new beginning;
to life that once had no meaning.
letter to my unborn child.
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where did our paths cross;
day we shared innocent smiles?
have we forgotten it all;
now this moment that we fall.
momeries in the pages of my journal;
appear to the blink of the eye still.
simple things in life we treasure;
matter in this life we endeavour.
carefully i paint your smile;
now a distant faded picture.
graffiti of your pretty face;
slowly the mind shall erase.
silence has proven to be a burden;
with the little time that has fallen.
will the chemistry ever materialize;
scared the feeling might subside?
i curse the wind that blew the candle;
im lost in time like an infant in a cradle.
im left caged in this cold feeling;
always remember im still breathing.
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"Wish you well...hope you always remember"
triggered by juvenile thoughts;
thinking about fallen times,
everything has faded away,
as I walk down the driveway.
i've shed my better days;
been lost in my own ways,
trapped in suicidal thoughts,
thinking about fallen times.
puff n pass the cold nights;
blaze through strong winds,
seems like i am standin still,
thinking about fallen times.
sound of sweet melodies play;
lay on my back moving astray,
guilt tripping on my thoughts,
thinking about fallen times.
through all the days gone by;
the shadow still remains silent,
gently walking everywhere i go,
thinking about fallen times.
calculating my steps moving closer;
i stand look back reminiscing deeper,
into a world once known to me,
bag my thoughts and walk away with pride.
thinking about fallen times.
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"I will never forget you..."
silent heavens breath a few words,
a long stare into the lonely skies.
the mind boggles the troubled times,
i'm trapped in these troubled waters.
so many troubled souls down here;
prostitution of young black sisters,
teenage boys inside our own prisons,
a nation cursed by selfish demons.
episodes of gender transformation,
innocent images of God losing identity.
violent passion of love making,
resulting in unwanted babies.
silent heavens breath a few words,
a long stare into the lonely skies.
the mind boggles the troubled times,
i'm trapped in these troubled waters.
dark angels crawl our ghetto streets,
living in fear of our own shadows.
termination of young future leaders,
from our very own teenage abortions.
politicians running for parliamentary,
scores of our people going hungry.
i seek divine intervention on the horizon,
hope God hears my prayer at the break of dawn.
silent heavens breath a few words,
a long stare into the lonely skies.
the mind boggles the troubled times,
i'm trapped in these troubled waters.
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somethings do last forever,
somethings were never meant to be.
vivid dreams scattered at bed side,
mind of a dreamer caught up in confusion.
mind addicted to fame and fortune,
it was lust for success at early prime.
who could ever tell the future,
misery on the cards dear dreamer?
silent thoughts creep the mind,
caught up in the deceased dreams.
mourn the fairy tale at dawn,
sunrise dries the fallen tears.
reflections on the mirror not so kind,
living life on the edge of misery?
somethings do last forever,
somethings were never meant to be.
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low ride into the Soweto nights,
memories of my ghetto nights;
mind dusts the celebrity soil,
heritage to the living soul.
i walk the streets of fame,
driven by curiosity i blaze;
excited, trapped, lost in time,
i am dazzled by the Soweto nite.
morning comes to the heart's desire,
sunrise endures the kasi flavour;
it is a true feeling indeed,
to be part of such a heritage.
i switch on Radio Jakaranda,
is this my old man's station?
the station that played icons,
icons that stood the test of time.
kasi chicks flow galore,
beauty pleases the eye;
not too shy yet so sweet,
nature loving picture perfect.
i hear a squeaking sound;
i turn into a Gusheshe parade;
an O is drawn during daylight,
screams of joy set the mood.
low ride into the Soweto nights,
memories of my ghetto nights;
mind dusts the celebrity soil,
heritage to the living soul.
Soweto Ecstacy
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