Niki Nicholas Nkuna

Rookie - 19 Points (1957/01/09 / BURGERSFORT (Leeufallei farm or Ga- Makwakwasi))

Niki Nicholas Nkuna Poems

41. Day Light Everyone Looks The Same * 9/2/2013
42. Dearest Ones * 1/28/2014
43. Death 4/16/2012
44. Deception 1/28/2014
45. Denied Wings 1/28/2014
46. Devil’s Urge * 10/18/2013
47. Dissipation Of The Candle Light 5/14/2013
48. Dreams 5/14/2013
49. Elephants Trampling On Ants 7/11/2012
50. End Of Evil Dance * 10/18/2013
51. Endless Opposites, Spice Of Life 3/28/2012
52. Equal In The Lead Of Need * 10/18/2013
53. Everything Is Everything 7/11/2012
54. Except Drawing Happiness From Without * 10/18/2013
55. Excitement * 1/28/2014
56. False Proclamation Of Love 2/10/2012
57. Farm Owner 1/28/2014
58. Fatherless Child 9/2/2013
59. Fear To Tread Before I Fail 9/2/2013
60. First Time Love 5/14/2013
61. Flash Of Love 12/18/2013
62. Flick Of Light 1 1/28/2014
63. Flick Of Light 2 1/28/2014
64. Friendship Gone Awry 3/15/2012
65. Give And Take 5/14/2013
66. Give And Take * 10/18/2013
67. Goading Of The Dumb 5/14/2013
68. God Is Playing A Game Of Dice With Humanity 2/10/2012
69. God Took A Vacation On Me 5/14/2013
70. Going In And Out Empty Handed 5/14/2013
71. Good And Bad Old Days 5/14/2013
72. Gossip 9/2/2013
73. Gossip * 10/18/2013
74. Graveyard Fait Accompli 1/28/2014
75. Hazy View 4/11/2012
76. Hope * 10/18/2013
77. Hope For A Miracle * 10/18/2013
78. I Am At The Mercy Of My Owner 7/6/2012
79. I Am Futureless Wherever I Am, Wherever I Go 2/10/2012
80. I Have Seen These People In New York, London, Johannesburg And Lagos In One Day * 10/18/2013
Best Poem of Niki Nicholas Nkuna

Lost Identity

I can't live free, one way or otherwise,
I'm tied permanently by my legs, hands, heart and mind,
The psychology of slavery,
I do everything willingly, happily in form of lost identity,
I revel in the form of lost identity,
I believe I enjoy every moment of my life in the mosquito net,

My culture has become a tag of ridicule,
Despicable and a shame to wear,
I believe I'm cultureless and free,
Yet I'm caught in the foreign spider web,
I'm a soccer player in a match,
Yet I play with no one,
I kick the ball to either side, annoying and pleasing ...

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The Departed Spirit

The eclipse of the sun came suddenly,
Like power failure at night,
The only sign was the roar of a motorbike,
Whose sound was cut off,
To welcome the sound of gun fire,
And then suddenly started again,
Roared off like the sound of a fly,
Slowly subsiding as it flies away into oblivion,

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