Seitlhamo Motsapi Poems

an almost forgotten acquaintance
was in town recently
i noticed that it started raining
...

they finally laid him to rest
the little man without a kingdom or slaves
he lived in a house without mirrors or theories or velour
which is why from a distance
...

dear ras
i greet de lyaans
in their roar of marble
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we are at peace here
even while our lungs are full
of secret wars
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boy Marley
armed & ganjaras
soffly soffly his spliff a mystrical cloud
thirsty as he pores into the book
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my love
there are no accidents
in war - no kisses
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