Treasure Island

Sicelo Sithole

(09 April 1986 / Durban, South Africa)

Poems of Sicelo Sithole

1. A Diary from an old heart 1/19/2009
2. A man who walked through our cities 1/19/2009
3. A Night At The Roman Gates 3/3/2009
4. A poem to a lost friend 1/19/2009
5. A time to make peace with myself 1/19/2009
6. A Walk To The Library 2/17/2009
7. Africa 1/26/2009
8. Africans Then… 1/19/2009
9. After the sunset 1/19/2009
10. Alone 1/19/2009
11. An Excuse 3/10/2009
12. Around the socket 1/19/2009
13. At The Face Of Nature’s Law 1/19/2009
14. Back To My Senses 1/19/2009
15. Biko 1/26/2009
16. Black Roses 1/19/2009
17. Blackman 1/26/2009
18. Blackstars of beautiful twilight 1/19/2009
19. Chemistry 101 1/19/2009
20. Confussion 1/26/2009

The White Box

In this room, I can only use words as weapons
To buy my freedom at least, so I can ‘run’ away from my summons
I cannot shout or judge here, all my misery is now paved in the art to listen
The voids from the dry valleys are calling me, recollecting all my ways of sin
This is surely a one man stand: there are no folks, not even friends at least
It is only my conscience that pulls me, pulling me away from the law: the ‘beast’

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