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Tainted Saints by Thabang Ngoma

Fists in the air – strike Bombs that blow the economic collapse Propaganda that harms The goldmines we farms Toi toi Is nie mooi mooi When Botha died we sighed When uTata died we smiled When Biko died we cried...

Feminist Biko by Jen Thorpe

I first read ‘I write what I like’ In a politics class That was, well, political. I felt something like uncertainty At wanting to relate to something That didn’t need or want me to And unsure Of saying what I...

A Poem A Day writing prompt 15 Sep 2014

this week’s writing prompt: …AB (after Biko) submit poems about a time after Steve Biko. 1 rule: SUBMIT YOUR BEST WORK use the form below to submit or click here For more info about A Poem A Day, click here.

Ramshackle Bus by Ndaba Sibanda

[tabs tab1=”Poem” tab2=”Poet Bio”] [tab id=1]Troubled, the engine croaks. The smoke emitted is rotten to the core. Will changing the driver give the passive but chocked passengers some joy or reprieve? Up in smoke is credibility. Up in flames is...

04.00am by Bulumko Nyamezele

[tabs tab1=”Poem” tab2=”Poet Bio”] [tab id=1]with EVERY heavy breath we bury PIECEs OF each other’s smiles in the SENTENCEs WE never SHARE every morning I awake and bare witness as YOU exhale broken frames of your forgotten DREAMs I sit...