Phoenix

When rain clouds gather
And fearful darkness looms
You are unafraid to heed the call

To Burn a heap of  ashes
Til' there is no trace of yesterday

You are the Phoenix
The master of time
Renewed with each every passing second

You are not afraid to burn
Vanish into vistas of nothingness

You know time comes
For the ashes to breath
For the bones to move

You rise again
Against fearful odds


(There is a phoenix on Mutangwa's wall)

Full Circle

Love is not for kids, they said
Grow up, you might live to tell
It is smokes and mirrors
You see nothing
When your eyes are wide open

So I closed my eyes
Only to watch parting hearts
Leave trails of a brokenness
The story will one day be told
Of the never ending pain

I opened my eyes
To embark on the mute pursuit for happiness
For something that cannot be touched
For something that cannot perish
For something that cannot disappear

It was not found in the valleys
It was not found in the mountains
It was not found  in sacred places
It was not found
In the hallow classrooms of miseducation
It was not found here

At last
Tired of being on the old road
The endless mute pursuit for happiness
Broken by the unwavering anguish
Amassed in the seemingly never ending pursuit
Only to emerge here

Standing at the edge of time
Finally going blind to reality
Unseeing the world and its gory
Only to see what has always been here
Something that cannot perish
Soiled by innocence
A full circle
It never started, it never ended

For Witty

They don't hear the waters wailing
The things you feel demand depth
That you drown in desperation
Telltale signs are there
Yet no one looks
They see the madness
And not the cry for help
For tears dries at dawn
But a sinking heart doesn't stop
Until you take the plunge
And sink in your despair

- For Witty

Moon Chaser

Moonchaser,
hold on to your dreams
the night is still young
though darkness is in abundance
hold on to tomorrow

Moonchaser,
The night is not the end
There is a gold that shines
When all this is over

Chase the moon,
Run after for its light
It will lead you home
At the break of dawn

Don’t touch me

Don’t touch me I am fragile 

I shutter at the tenderness of your touch 

I must have loved you to the moon

So much that I seek nothing 

From the endless mute pursuit 

Love me with your bulging eyes

Not with your ugly hands 

Nor your  pudgy self 

Love me from a distance

Though I am in your shadow 

For I break 

At the tenderness 

Of your 

Touch 

Long live the Sun

Robert, I have lived all my life
looking up to you
Wondering if I will live to the day
When me and my boys cease to be landless

Robert, you are gone
Same as did Sobukwe
Same as did Biko
Same as did Lebalo

Gabriel, will you still look after us?
Inspire us to go for our own
Until the child of a peasant is the landlord
And the landless are redeemed

Gabriel, will you be the courage
That burns in our heart
At the face of endless injustice
Visited upon mother Africa

Long live the Sun
That rose from the east

The Visitor

I am the visitor
I come to laugh
And make nothing out of something

Don't mind me
A muse stuck in his own thoughts
I am the visitor

I have been to the moon
Found my way back to hell
In any case I am the visitor

I know no God
I know no heaven
I know no love

If I kill its love
If I love its murder
Don't mind me

I am the visitor
I come unprepared
Be prepared for anything

Write a poem

Write a poem, they said
It will lift your soul
From the depth of despair
Your hell is harrowing
Only your soul can save you
Pour it out in verses, they said
You will be free
From the endless mute pursuit
For this and that
Things that cannot be touched

Write a poem, they said
And you will not miss the setting sun
That has dazzled your childhood

Write a poem, they said
And you will not miss
the gushing waters of Phiphidi Waterfall

Write a poem, they said
And you will not miss
Your whistling old man walking home

Write a poem, they said
For the day you cannot write no more

Poems are written, but the pursuit continues

(for Murena 'Lord' Mawela)

Valerie

Valerie

If I change, do not marvel

I never owned everything I had

I am yet to earn a heart

Valerie

If you see me stumble

Do not be dismayed

I am in a journey

My stumbles are an iota

In this long mute pursuit

A journey to wards a happy place

Valerie

When all you have is my back

Know I am walking back home

I am free

Bugersfort

Burgersfort, you know you are a liar
Dawn adorned with misty hope
for a blissful tomorrow

Bugersfort, you let dreamers dream
of wealth and a never-ending romance
but you know you are a killer

Bugersfort, you kill the budding hope
of the living
and the aspirations of the late

Bugersfort, you murdered my grandfather's hope
You killed him again
To hell with you