Painting with colures
of yesterday...
Everyday I watch and see
the days events past by...
dust is the truth of life
old mas sow seeds besides the highway...
The choices I have made in life
they all came with a price...
It is everyone's virtue
I suppose...
We should just
help each other...
As the world goes to sleep,
as the infants cease to weep...
It doesn't matter what I think
It doesn't matter what I play...
If you were to pick me up
I'd tell you how you are...
Waking up to see
Beautiful rays of sunshine...
Menacing whispers, come to haunt.
My mind emits a dark silhouette...
By Bhekumuzi Mdakane
A soulful tear drop...