ek in elk

siel verwand

een heelal

bring ons terug

na self

te veel bekke

wat klets

en iets te sê

het net

reach

reach out

new highs

engaging expression

een twis

word bewus

van ekke

in ander

een twis

gerus

FOR SHOM

life is so much

more than what we think

or what we do

living seperates us

from what

we could have been

the final destination

death’s lasting embrace

we forget for a moment

the differences

trivial and profound

we remember for a moment

wholding

(pic credit - MDB)

in your gaze

i am once again able

to see more of me

embracing all of you

the quintessence within

our pasts’ stories

etched upon our skins

scars caressed

tender kisses

memories of tears

in laughter

we grow knowing

yesterday’s fragility

tomorrow’s wholding

Die Naarheid

  

Baie keer 

is ek mismoedig. 

Net kak 

en sukkel 

en steel 

en oorlog. 

Ooral. 

Dan luister ek 

hier naby

en ek verwonder vir my

hoe klein

ons denke en verstand.

Elkeen kyk net 

hiervoor 

hul eie voete,

koppe in die grond.

Ons kyk mekaar mis

en as ons sien

dan is dit uit

dieselfde lense

wat so klein is.

En ek sien nie vir jou nie

omdat jy nie vir my sien nie.

If

If
I get any fitter
I will fuck
More people
Up

Popping wheelies in the mud

ME

I have issues

I don’t listen

I don’t learn

I don’t do

I don’t earn

Your respect

I am not

Pretty

Or easy

Neither please'y

Or jobby

Bit I am

A whole

A lot of things

That you are not

Things that are

Other manifestations

Of US

And US

ThIS US

Who are we or what

Lest we forget

Live yet again

With regret

I can’t

Pretend to be

Less than me

Yet again

In the hope

Of love.

we continue

as long as we continue

to place identity

above humanity

as long as we continue

to believe in metaphor

and fake symbols

and everything

that we have been told

as long as we continue

to place identity

above humanity

a poem without a title

ek is

wat ek is

raak bewus

omskep jou lus

raak bewus

van die ding

‘n ding

wat ons almal bind

ongeag wat jy dink

‘n ding wat bestaan

al gaan ons een vir een dood

hierdie ding, die MENSDOM

soveel nonsense

wat belangrik raak

wat ons belangrik maak

almal toegesluit in ‘n huis

en die mure kraak

fondasies van haat

where is the place

for us to imagine

who and what we all

could become

would become

beyond MENSDOM

Incommunicado

I must accept

we all have to accept

nothing happened

no lies were told

no malicious intent

maybe just a little

incommunicado

(A poem with the title at the end)

we are born into this

humbling mortality

cruel reality

bereaved voices echo

hollow

too soon you say

too soon

but death knows no time

and dying is not

an end

love remains

untainted

and untouched

by the passing

and the pain

we remain

and we remember

we shed our tears

and keep alive

the glowing ember

alive forever in cherished reverie

embrace the memory

celebrate the bravery

and let us raise our voices

as we elevate his spirit

TO DYLAN!

DOM DOM

And so my brothers and sisters

We now gather to mourn the loss

Of a still-born fiction – freedom

Murdered by negotiation

And a complicit inaction

That has allowed the gruesome

To become another symptom

Of a much more deadly problem

Dom dom, dom dom

Dom dom gekom

We were sold the lie of freedom

We were told to die for freedom

Dom en mak geraak en gekraak

Ons staak in die naam van freedom

Dom dom, kak dom

Dom dom, freedom

Vir vier honderd jaar, afgedruk

Nog steeds ekonomies verdruk

Voorouers en kinders vermoor

Trane oorspoel die metafoor

Terwyl die warme bloed nog loop

Blus dit stadig die vuur van hoop

Koppe sak en hande gevou

Met ons oë styf toe gedruk

Dom dom, dom dom

Dom dom gekom

We were sold the lie of freedom

We were told to die for freedom

Dom en mak geraak en gekraak

Ons staak in die naam van freedom

Dom dom, kak dom

Dom dom, freedom

Buried in an unmarked grave

Just another time-card slave

Assaulted until we succumb

Our birthright returned – a slum

Is this all that we could become

Isolated, scared and numb

Our liberation discarded

Abandoned in the gutter

Dom dom, dom dom

Dom dom gekom

We were sold the lie of freedom

We were told to die for freedom

Dom en mak geraak en gekraak

Ons staak in die naam van freedom

Dom dom, kak dom

Dom dom, freedom

Ek is baie lankal mooi gatvol

Van al die valsheid en bedrog

Die leuens van ‘n witman se god

In ‘n ingevoerde bybel

Wat verlossing net belowe

In die dood en nie op aarde

Die lewe raak al hoe swaarder

Lewenstwis sonder genade

Dom dom, dom dom

Dom dom gekom

We were sold the lie of freedom

We were told to die for freedom

Dom en mak geraak en gekraak

Ons staak in die naam van freedom

Dom dom, kak dom

Dom dom, freedom.

RETURN

I will be

Here
Waiting for you

To return