Desertification Poem by Goodenough Sakhile Dlamini

Here we cry in the dark together with no reason
Playing in the hills and mountains dry season
Killing all what God has created without treason
Subversiveness of love without comparison

Laying in the sand in crack-land, bridge hand
In plain air command green-land first-hand
Perishing of heart outmanned big band
In a zone waiting for it, listening to the jazz band
Watching the fade of patience like a movie in the heartless expand

Nowadays love is finance, love is fake,
Love is sadness defined as sake
Love is craziness defined as no one to think for, than yourself.
Forgetting the future looking at the mirror, create sakes
Climate change, we lost it long ago, where is it?
Converted it; Love cost in the frost, love is waste…

Telling her the same story you told her
Showing him the same body you showed him
Not even changing the voices but lying in the face
Laughing together knowing somebody is crying
Out of the pillow is complaining, yes she loves
Out of the blue the mind is changing,
Cheating innocent people and convection
Taking all what he have and turned her to a call girl
He call himself a man by dozens of women, is that love?

Mans are selfish, mans are dogs, mans are predictable,
Mans are all the same, Mans are substrate,
Mans are Complicated, mans are illusion,
That her she loosing hopes and plot a revenge that will hurt her
Starting games she wasn’t meant to, and pay with loss of dignity
Why you giving the man the pride by calling him a player?
A player that has nothing to win, but lose the conscience…
Within the world poets has tried to cover it, bible is there to remind it
We fight, we die, we play, we win, we lose, and we end, but where is love?

Thirstiness necked in a drought waiting for the bell to ring
To ring a tell the end of world, care-lesser might be careful
We hate love but forgetting to hate ourselves
We blame love forgetting to blame those fake lovers
Who said we don’t have a choice, it always there
You took a chance and try the change by the wrong choice…
Here we blame each other again who is wrong, man or a woman?
The love zone is being decertified, with desertification.