BAG

Words like bubbles bouncing

Words whose faces keep changing

Words like a painter; so many colors

Words like a stranger whose strange face is adored



I am thinking

Do these words define me or is it just you

I am holding this bag

Maroon, leather,chocolate scented bag.

And again i am thinking

For it is not just the bag that i hold

But It is the love that i hold

And the owner that forever i behold..

WATER HEART

On water i but write

All memories known to me

All facets that deem me as human being

My blood floats

Of all salts that as a child i poured

My rib breaks,

It is that little page of the portrait that i tore

So i write on water

For all eyes may see this



On water i paint

All laughter that was birthed at dusk

And the thoughts of dawn will touch rock bottom

Perhaps the moon that bore four stars will smile

May be night will wear a mask

And the clown will cry instead of laugh



On my mind i unwrite

All thoughts that made you real

I write you as a shadow anchored to the dream that fades

For the next time i see you

I will be a baby reborn

And you will be that stranger

That crosses my path.

EYE DROPS

Drops of your smile shining from a mile

Yesterdays minds kissing with a doubtless face

Eyes mating in shadowy moonlight style

Dusk's heart bouncing to the giggle of fate less space

There in the song line of passions owing to rivers but the Nile

I behold the bosom that caused I skin to race



Eyes poking gentle skies whose cries melt the cold

Cascades of crystal talks like diamond stones out of mouths flashing

Desires growing gray like clouds for centuries old

That forever I gaze upon lips crafting life’s worthwhile King.

Painting the very essence of times pale and thoughts bold



I but sigh in memory of the first drop of sight that robbed i

For many but a few earn the honor that for them one might die

LIGHT BEYOND THE SHADOW

In the dim light and fading shadows

A child of noble use is but born

A mother to the nations of glory

One embraced by thorns

A woman washed in hot streams bringing together hearts torn



In the dim light and fading shadows

Her love like the nile flows northwards watering dry hearts

Her eyes bright as the sun rise from the East of Africa

Shining upon souls of men



In the dim light and fading shadows

A voice shouting arise! Arise woman!

Life giver!

Bearer of the nine months struggle

Have ye not known your strength and fame?

And thy name that is sung across oceans and jungles green?



In the dim light and fading shadows

Her light stands on a lonely hill,

Like a star in the galaxies,

She cries as she gives birth to love

That cures the curse that blindeth man.

SCHROLL

Are we but savages?

Do we have the legs to run this race?

For it is thy shadow image

That maketh a faded face



Are we but children?

Sucking breats from dusk to dawn

Will it be milk or chicken then?

Lest we be named clowns.



Are we but lawless?

Birthed with or in inpure seed?

Perhaps we are heartless

Forsaking the one that did bleed.

SO LONG

So long my fair friend,

It had been a while,

Oceans have come to an end,

We cannot move the mile.



So long my fair friend,

The past had its tears

In vain the torn we tried to mend

Again and again clouded with fears.



So long my fair friend,

Enough of the stories,

If by chance we blend

Let the silence be a sign.

THE I AM

I am a guest to untold speech

I walk among humanity unnoticed

Sneak previews at the pitch

Sometimes i fly like the mist

Many call me the unsolved mystery

Yet i hate to belive in illusion

My eyes like an eagle's from miles away see misery

And what many call sheer felicity is confusion

Trace my thoughts and those without faith soon linger

I am visible to those that embrace simplicity

The proud are haunted by life's thunder

Yet camly i reside in doers of humility

Can any one detouch a shadow from a being?

Perhaps make the night morning and morning night?

Or even may be collect numerous stars then hang them on your cieling.

What is impossible to you is inevitable to me,

For i am the son sitted at the right.

They yearn for the world and hunger after desires of flesh

Yet in the end head for destruction

Blood i shade in love sin i forbade

How i long for them to know my ressurection.

KISSES OF NATURE

I glide on a snow white christmas paper orb,

I glisten on a natural fragrance of sizzle,

Rears go forever now calms on a soothy voice of green pasture,

Clear clouds and skies,

A song melody lyrical bold yet to come,

On the stars that handy i posses,

In blue colors and purple,

A squirel in leisure moves

Clop clop clop....

A sensous glow of numbers,

Countless of natures abaundance,

For the sea proves an intricate freshness of gulls.

Waters ebb with grewel,

Dazzle with sun set on.

A horizon smiles at me,

With daffodils on media.

Prospect humors the hand that writes,

Not jesty, lasty by chocolate colour.

Nails trimmed, ever tidy on a clear rainy season.

A sparrow passes past, so swift fly.

I ever know natures romantic

Till talks my heart fill.

BORNE OR EBONY

Dear soul that dwells amongst serpents

Hast thou no sight?

Have the times merry washed away all truth?

Is yesterday's thorn not enough?

Your blood tears fill the skies

Yet that smile you wear

You say you are strong

Who then carries the weight of your burdened heart?

You say it will be okay

Yet past salts haunt thou fate



Is it you masked in thick skin?

For the heat of close faces slowly melt

And the ice that was once firm

Is washed in memories whose legs grow not weary



Dear soul

You say you have those you call dear

Yet they but bear knives

You shake hands with clowns

Who batter your dreams

Is it your mind or heart that deems you weak?



I pray for dear soul

When the moon passes by

And you choose to bite the hand that feeds you

Bite the other

For ebony will be re- born

And only the blind will see.

EGO ASHES

I mind like an eagle soaring

Yesterday’s sun had but two fangs

One plunging in I skin

The other tearing I heart

Her Rays penetrating beneath I skull

Memory of today’s smile fades

The shadow to whom I belong

Dancing away in moonlight sight



Yesterday

I met her that speaks of the faith

Yet upholds the serpent

Words that proclaim truth

Deeds breed vice

I mind racing like Pharaohs chariots

To whom do I confide I but ask

For mankind is but filled with void



Tomorrow I disown her thoughts

I but look in her eyes

And I fury burns her ego to ashes

Judge me not mortal man

For it is difficult to be loyal

To the one that stabs you on the back

SPREADING WINGS

I spread my wings For you make me feel like the milky way is a second away I am not scared to fly For these feelings make me realize you deserve a ring You are my twin mind You break all the rules with me You do not impress me; you arrest me You do not call me baby; you call me your man You are not a girl friend; you are my woman So i pause again and breath Yes you are poetry that never ending impulse, You are not just words, You are me; the unseen that only one can catch.

WHO ARE YOU

Wewe Ni nani? I am the ash of my ancestors, The pieces of gray thoughts, Stored in caves hanging on rock, Neighbored by waters. Wewe Ni nani? I am the lost tribe, Unplugged from the exodus, Of my barbarian genesis Divided by 19th Century Industrialization Adopted for railways and farms- working Baptized with a name new, Edwin, "the black solid Lou East of Africa, Son of my Mothers, Mothers, Mothers, Mothers, Mothers, Mother Held by chains on neck and legs Slaves to the Masters' cooked systems Enhanced by pale ideologies. Wewe Ninani? I am informed, Decorated with qualifications and skills Speak English better than my Native tongue I am taught to improve self Capitalism with the doctrine of prosperity for I Dreaming of this Utopia Whose policies favor those at the top of the structure? And the equality that is equal to only their need It is the language that unites i Thus you see the long pointed nose in every arena of influence Perhaps the less privileged are less humane They call me "educated" Yet I see the oppression of this pedagogy. Wewe Ni nani? I am the sperm that fertilized the ovum Graduated from the meek lonely zygote to fetus Popped out as a son laughing for oxygen Shocked and entrained with unfamiliarity’s Of the world I yet to belong Through Pampering and diapers nursing, A parasite suckling and clinging to the nipple of life Yearning for more and more on end, To the old prince I am. Masculine tight hard skin The weights of generations hang below my high lands Encroached between the forks of speed, Traversing the pages to the desire of my seeds That is me, the man under the eyes of a microscope Haswa Wewe Ni nani? I am freedom the voice that speaks Africa the hand that writes I am no slave Simply an artist That paints with words (Poem performed at the monthly Azania Experience on the 15th Feb 2012