[tabby title="Poem"] It should not have been a surpriseBut it’s different when you hear it out loudThat tones of black and brown have to work harderto gain an ounce of the trust which white skin is naturally endowed with How...

[tabby title="Poem"] Like Sands through the hourglassSo is our life beneath the dunesA Marikana on our back, mining the crown jewelDigging for the fountain of youth In an old futureA hundred pre-colonial moons agoOur wrinkles, bullied by noosesForetold a time...

[tabby title="Poem"] Our weary bodyswitches off,For a transientmoment,We transcend toanother realm,A realm beyondthe seen,The script is rolledout,We play outour roles,As victors, weaklingsor vanquished,No time is given toperfect a scene,We are like puppetspulled by string,We walk on the pathour feet find,The...

[tabby title="Poem"] Two poets walk into a fireunafraid - hands clasped together tight.Engulfed, the flickering furnace flamesreflect in each of their eyes, a Light - Two poets walk into a fireand from their ashes cry a Birthed Poem -Conceived in...

[tabby title="Poem"] It’s the rays of light from her sweet-sixteen eyesIt’s the curl of his grin and his little legs that spinIt’s the smacking of lips at the aroma of a braaiAnd the ribbing of our vegans,who take the jibes...