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Musa Gift Masombuka
Musa Gift Masombuka
[Poeticboy] (1998 April 1st / Dennilton)
Musa Gift Masombuka Poems
| 41. | Words From My Heart | 5/11/2015 |
| 42. | Beautiful Pain {part 1} | 5/24/2015 |
| 43. | 1976. | 6/15/2015 |
| 44. | Philosophy | 9/22/2015 |
| 45. | Speaking My Thoughts | 9/29/2015 |
| 46. | For The Girl I Love | 10/23/2015 |
| 47. | Apart (With Macdonald Sekgoma: Sifiso Mtshali And Goitsimang Peace Aphane) | 7/24/2016 |
| 48. | The Night Trip | 3/26/2015 |
| 49. | Africa | 4/16/2015 |
| 50. | O Be A Mo Rata {she Loved Him} | 3/11/2015 |
| 51. | A Man Of No Identity | 3/11/2015 |
| 52. | Cry Me A River | 4/16/2015 |
| 53. | Alcohol | 4/16/2015 |
| 54. | For Her To Be Mine | 2/19/2015 |
| 55. | Beautiful | 4/16/2015 |
| 56. | This Kiss | 3/11/2015 |
| 57. | Not Afraid To Kill. | 3/8/2015 |
Not Afraid To Kill.
For ritual I will kill
For I want to heal
but myself is thrill
because alive I have to kill
And skin in real.
Why these medicines are made of me?
with contagious trees between the hills.
It is a treasure of gold
and platinum it has sold
as the sangoma explained.
Why blood we have to spill
like a witch have to cast a spell
illegally or we'll be in hell
and our mission not done well.
Why don't we have fear
to carve a man and hear
horrible sounds of help
when his manhood taken he yelp
and if gone forever
we will not ...
Not Afraid To Kill.
For ritual I will kill
For I want to heal
but myself is thrill
because alive I have to kill
And skin in real.
Why these medicines are made of me?
with contagious trees between the hills.
It is a treasure of gold
