Ofentse Mercy Hajane (The Dark So'tho Seer)

Lingering upon my walls,
Motionless.
Heavy clouds of souls mixing with the water below
Cold sense ran through my blood
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Love eludes me my dear.
I've yet to taste its splendor.
I've yet to thrust hard and long into its mound.
And let its wet facade cascades over its fragrant skin.
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I am an African child.
How do I know this?
Because I listen to sounds of life long lived.
Do not cite me any parchment of thine god,
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The darkness fills my head like wine does in a glass.
Murder, the only language of liberation I've learnt.
Ghostly my prison remained.
A god of flesh without sympathy.
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Flashing red
Flashing blood
Despair throttled down my spinal cortex.
Reason lost in shock,
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And there he was,
With his right hand clenched hard to a metal of dark horror.
Wherever it points all fall like leave in a cold winter evening.
He was a man like any,
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Thy precious love that reigns my mind.
Thy divine heart I seek it to be mine.
Thee who puts back the sparkle into my summer,
Like decadent diamond with gold and ceramic lights...
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I do remember the first time I saw the light.
It was not liberating.
Nor did it piece through my eyes with pleasure.
Back then I knew not nothing.
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Africa
My young son
Shot with a golden bullet through his brains
For no reason but reasons too many
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From fore,
to now.
Heads and Tails.
And about grail and bread,
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Drawn to the vast darkness of the heavens.
Shadows of the lost souls propelling us.
Abode the works of those with ashened skin,
The human mind filled with wonder and chaos.
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From the bushes of the night, I dwell in secret.
Wondering under the brilliance of nature.
My blank eyes usurping the twinkling of the stars.
My wounded heart unsure of tomorrow.
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The young boring chap sat on a bunk
watching the sun of morn as it breaks through the horizon.
His eyes lazed by the emptiness of his life.
Another piece from his heart broke again leaving him duller than the day before.
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The human creature
and its variants are quite a peculiar bunch wouldn't you agree?
They poetically speak of peace
and yet again fail to be more peaceful with one another.
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Drawn to destruction,
Like a moth drawn to fire.
Perhaps we are moths drawn to our own demise.
Looking at ever changing force of greatness.
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The Rude
As the evening breeze whispered through the trees,
I stood there, lost in the depths of my contemplation.
Images of the day danced before my mind's eye,
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Ema ngwanana ke ho hlamele nane.
Ka're ema ke ho jwetse ka hoo SeSo'tho se le monate ka hona.
Ka're se eletsa mathe noka ea lehodimo e phatsima.
Utlwa ka hoo se lelesela ka teng.
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Once, you were a god.
A grand, unshakable god.
You stood as an extension of the vast universe—
Dark, mysterious, powerful,
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My soul honors your soul.
My heart honors your heart.
I honor the name of your ancestors,
for the same blood that courses
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I gave my name to a snake
Just to discipline of its sake
I never knew what it meant
But for reasons to unbend
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