Poems by Sive Klaas

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  • Its no king alive that was born.
    In exception of all kings,a bigwig was amongst of...

  • I WOULD LUMBER LIKE A SNAIL IN A TURTLE'S SHELL
    ALL WAY DOWN TO CRESTFALLEN'S STREET...

  • It's no often that i go blind.
    It's less the time i find myself crying...

  • Had it not been mobbed by misery.
    Not as i hurtle i'd loath the hurling...

  • It is like the sun that burns until hell freezes...
    Only if I had been hazard enough...

  • In this country, we cover not the craniums
    of our women...

  • As a cloud that wanders and floats over
    Seas and hills...

  • Shrill, the silent cry of an unborn baby.
    She squawks with a squeal cry...

  • She is an avalanche deluge that emerge
    In vexation,eargerness and in keenness...

  • The soma in zephyr.
    I awe the kahuna...

  • Do they deserve names?
    Do they even care...

  • Africans, my people;
    I have heard your call,wailing and weeping...