Niki Nicholas Nkuna

Rookie - 21 Points (1957/01/09 / BURGERSFORT (Leeufallei farm or Ga- Makwakwasi))

Niki Nicholas Nkuna Poems

161. The Dance 2/10/2012
162. The Day Seemed To Be Far From Coming * 10/18/2013
163. The Departed Spirit 2/10/2012
164. The Fight! 2/10/2012
165. The First Encounter 1/28/2014
166. The Flag 9/2/2013
167. The Force Of Gravity 2/10/2012
168. The Line 2/13/2012
169. The Magnet Of Pretention 2/28/2012
170. The Matriarch 12/17/2013
171. The Messiah 3/7/2012
172. The Promised Land 2/28/2012
173. The Sound And Flash Lights Will Definitely Annoy 1/28/2014
174. The Spill 6/24/2014
175. The Struggle Is Perennial 6/24/2014
176. The Titanic 7/6/2012
177. The Trap Too Far And Near 7/11/2012
178. The Uninvited White Carriage 2/16/2012
179. They Are Down There 7/11/2012
180. To Be Great Is No Child's Play 2/28/2012
181. Trample Of The Meek Souls 1/28/2014
182. Two Worlds 3/20/2012
183. Unrepentant Guilty Conscience 3/20/2012
184. V8 Smash 1/28/2014
185. Wayward Believe 10/18/2013
186. We Know… 10/18/2013
187. What You See In Me Is In You * 10/18/2013
188. What You See Is What You Sweat * 10/18/2013
189. Where Were You? 10/18/2013
190. Winds Of Change 3/7/2012
191. Wish To Hear My Voice In The Mist 10/18/2013
192. Witchcraft 3/7/2012
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 Force Of Gravity

The battle against the force of gravity is an exercise in futility,
A win is temporary or is a fluke,
Opinionated people have constantly hit against the brick wall,
Highly intelligent boffins have designed instruments of high precision,
In the quest to defeat the force of gravity to no avail,
The battle against the force of gravity is an exercise in futility,

Nobody is able to suspend or sustain logic in the air,
Ask Louis Armstrong and a succession of others, who built a nest in

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