Musa Gift Masombuka

For ritual I will kill
For I want to heal
but myself is thrill
because alive I have to kill
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Is a kiss of life,
that brings me light.
It feels so right,
when we kiss so tight.
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When I look at your face
It's like watching the night sky
Or a twilight,
There is so much it holds for me,
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Cry me a river,
For I have moved on.
You are a pale flower to me,
You lost all your colors and smell which attracted me.
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What would I do to impress her?
What would I do to surpass her?
How do I impress her?
Or maybe something to please her.
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Dear alcohol my friend,
since you came into my life I have changed,
your friendship to me means the world.
Alcohol my friend,
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Born by mistake,
denied by his father,
resent by his mother.
Raised by strangers,
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O BE A MO RATA
(She loved him)

He was one of a kind
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I saw it all in Jo'burg,
Yes I have seen it all in Johannesburg,
From peasant workers to peanuts sellers,
Sex workers to sell people,
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Let it rain
The trees are dry
All forms of life are thirsty
The land is pale
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Let me die not.
I still have that faith,
I still have that hope,
I still have that thought,
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Three words are those which are spoken right from my heart,
Three words are those which keeps us together,
Three words expresses my thoughts and feelings to you,
Three words puts a smile on your face,
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When you see them smile,
Take their smiles seriously not,
For they're just for pretence,
Foresee their fault no evidence,
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You are a perfect flower
Your colour rhymes with your smell,
Your beauty so simply amazing,
It even makes me jealous of your creator.
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When I remember my teachers,
I see guidance of life,
I see our future in their palms,
I see knowledge to others,
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Dear son,
I am sorry to leave you,
I didn't mean to leave you,
But I had to leave you,
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My love, oh my love.
What's all with the whining?
I miss thee.
Oh beloved, why you back early at work?
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On top of the fur of the tiger,
She lays a goat leather bag,
In the bag full of skeletons,
And smelly traditional mixtures,
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It is a long story,
Longer than a novel,
With too many verses like Bible pages,
Dreary but throws the book,
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If you were not born,
They wouldn't have the qualities of parenthood,
They wouldn't have somewhere to place their memories,
They wouldn't have someone to call their precious gift,
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