When I was Young,
I thought then...
Aspire to be yourself
For you are...
A
Single...
Oh sonnet, what are you doing to me...
By Bhekumuzi Mdakane
The human life left in a gold fish memory...
I came here lost and all alone
I didn't know if I still had a home...
The best way to know your future
Is to plan and work for it today...
Not all the people
Who are sweet to you...
A bitter wind, with frost in its bite,
was upon us that dreadful December day...
Nevermind her dangerous curves
That consume your every breath...
Rain crashes down like the words,
So cruel and humiliating...
He spins the chromium cyclinder
His shiny merry go round of death...