MIRROR’S CORNER
LAMENTATION OF THE RIGHT LESS MAN
Food, Cloth, Shelter,
The basic needs of Man.
These they fa...
UPRISING FROM THE NORTH
Descendants of Cain,
Swans across the country,
In search of green meadows.
...
ANNOYDIZING
He has got nothing to say, he has an empty voice
Where is his muse that...
WHAT ARE POETS MADE OF?
Poets are very good with lies,
They can play hearts like dice.
Leaving yo...
A NEW BEGINNING
Sitting down outside my matchbox
house, watching cars and motorcycles speed left and right have been my week...
RED AFRICA
Sparks of hope in the eyes
Lit in tune for glory
Our little honour is g...
UNCERTAINTY
I stand a probability of love.
My uncertainty stays like the
weather,
I remain...
DEATH
Living and breathing is free,
With enough oxygen to breathe.
It came and act...