Poems

Blood Magnolias II

Blood magnolias bleed into the marrow of history,
their petals heavy with centuries of sorrow.
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This world illudes us
Like a mirage enticing;
Still, we cling to it.
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Van het naadje tot het gaatje
de Waarheid is ziek
business as usual politiek
ingekapseld in de leugen
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As the longest night bows to the misery of dawn,
sorrow knows it cannot stay Forever.

And I realise
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Ka dinako tše dingwe, re ka fela re fegelwa goba re tlalelana ge re bona bana ba rena ba se na kgahlego mo mmolelong wa rena wa Sepedi. Ke therešo gore go ile gwa ba le tšhitišo e kgolo bakeng sa gore polelo ya rena, kudu kudu direto, e golofale ge go e tla tabeng ya go phatlalatšwa le go gola ga yona. Fela yeo ga se ya swanela go ba kgwekgwe ya taba.

Naa ba bina noko ba ga Mogoboya ga ba fele ba re: 'Mmala wa kgomo o gola namaneng? ' BoMashao wa Madiba a Letswalo la Mmatau Hlahla, bona ge ba ruma ditaba, naa ga ba re 'mo hlako ya tsogo e gatilego le ya koto e a gata? ' Gona se se ra gore thari e tshesane e ka se be yona feela yeo e itšhatšharelago ke moretlwa kganyeng ya go se bontšhe kgahlego tabeng ya go ithuta mmolelo, direto le setlogo sa bona sa Sepedi. Potšišo ke gore, bohlogo-tšhweu bona ya bona tema naa ba a e kgatha?
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The Old Book
It lies on the table, buried in dust,
an old book,
unaware of the electric meter's worries.
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Behold, night is now casting
its black curtains all around.
The day is no longer lasting,
and shadows now will surround.
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epic

you spill stories— scattered leaves in your autumn breath, some thorns in the bush, others laughter in the wind. i gather each whisper, as if it were the epic carved on the walls of my soul.
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Shit.. This is my life right now
I've lost so much of me in the past

Shit.. the pain hurts me so much that all I could do is just laugh
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people call me incomprehensible,
someone they can't seem to understand,
my feelings are spoken with ultimate simplicity,
so it's seems y'all are below my standards,
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Da drizzle of a grey day, pressure dropped ta where da temperature stopped
Da cold's got a hold on an old back, wid each bend arthritic bones crack
Fog's settlin' in, noticed some spots on ma skin, hope dem cancer ain't started again
Last time dey took em off was when Ma ad dat terrible cough, she died last spring, can't find ma marriage ring, think ah eard da phone ring
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Mphatlalatšane, leitšibolo la masa,
O phadimiša mahlo nakong ya ge lefase le sa potuma,
O goa mogoo ka setu, o sa fele pelo—
O tliša kholofelo, o rulaganya mahube a meso.
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