[caption id="attachment_3889" align="alignleft" width="332"] image courtesy of Poetry Africa[/caption] Poetry Potion had the privilege of talking to a Soweto Poet, Mafika Gwala (who isn’t from Soweto).  He started writing in the sixties and published extensively with titles such as Jol'iinkomo (1977) and No...

(Cry of a Common Man) give me love, don't gimme sex I've seen too much of that Besides, I don't wanna waste my sweat Gimme strength and the knowledge I need to enhance my consciousness Gimme love so that I...

The earth opened up Bodies were swallowed up Machine guns rattled, The purple sky Turned red with rage And poured fire upon the earth Children of the soil Ran for cover Like ants to a colony. The day was June...

Starvation is my name. My friends call me Tlala-Fela*, I survive in a Zozo* On the outskirts of Klippies*. I play amongst street kids Our favourite game is nix-mapha*. At night When knuckles knock Against my door, I skop* skotlolo*...