I can only bring words to the altar of your soul Yet sometimes I have no words to offer But when my pen sinks in the sea of my blank mind Sounds of your poetry carry me to my highest...

Born of regrets, Baptized in the fire of false self realizations Brought up in alcohol flooded homes With no room for moral values Just a few lessons learnt Get sloshed! Get high! Get laid! The blind is leading the blind...

Yes, I have missed you and you are DIRECTLY fixed to the poetry in my heart the words that run off my tongue You are the space in which I breathe the bond that is not lost between continents or...

Just hang on right there Like a soldier at war Holding his gun kissing the picture of a beloved one Imagining what will happen if he doesn’t pull the trigger Fighting like there is no tomorrow Hang on Just keep...

and our ideals desert as dried bones in a desert the sacrifice made the price paid into earth their blood seeped up to the sky bodies heaped the youth of seventy six who laid freedom's bricks Biko, Hani, Tambo Nalucanda...