My blackness is red sirens, Gunshots two blocks From your block of flats. Women on the street in their gowns Asking “What happened, what happened?” My blackness mimics tragedy in small towns. My blackness cannot be contained. You tried all...
I saw a life, I saw a lonely society and I saw hard work. I saw a lifeless society hard at work trying to get enough for the hungry souls and stomachs left at home. I saw the tear stains...
*south africa, we love you our beautiful land let’s show the whole world we can bring peace in our land they sang for peace sang to simmer down the blood boiling over and stem the bloody river from drowning us...
this week’s writing prompt: after the war Inspired by Natalia Molebatsi’s poem ‘After the War”. 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.
I hear the sound of rain, I’m sleepless without you, what is all the morning’s wealth if you ain’t near’ come sleep to sooth my heart and numb, what a dreamless weary, I open my eyes still am alone, your...