"I am because we are," a truth profound,
In Ubuntu's philosophy, our humanity's found.
Our shared existence, interconnectedness so strong,
In unity we thrive, together we belong.
To be truly human, the first maxim shows,
Recognize others' worth, let empathy flow.
In others, our mirror, humanity reflected,
Respectful relations bloom, connections perfected.
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What kind of honor, what kind of pride,
That steals a life, and lets justice slide,
For love’s sweet crime, blood is spilled,
This cruel game, where mercy is killed.
Old traditions, customs so bleak,
Where women are stories, forbidden to speak,
No right to live, no dreams to bloom,
What kind of society, what kind of doom?
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I'm neither good nor bad, I am just simply - a goddess.
I am not to be defined by primitive words like that, my existance stands above, stands beyond verbal confinement.
My reason - is not to be understood, unaffected by complexity, I am beyond human understanding. I am just simply on another plane of existance, a different dimension, I AM - the fourth dimension.
So kneel - and bow to my divinity. Pray to the ground on which I choose to walk, and accept Me-
As your absolute.
I Quit, Yeah I said it
Wow, it feel good to finally be free
To be free of been stuck in a pot,
You just know how to get in
but you don't know how to get out
I Quit, Fine..
Call me a quitter
Hate me
Tell me am a loser and will never get a life
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Our rejoicing season is glad to have arrived
Lilacs and water lilies are all around in time.
The autumn has begun
As it seems, but the sun behind the distant cloud hides his tears
In guise of fallen dreams.
Oh, it has been a marvelous season!
For the butterflies to soar and sing the past years summer songs.
Despite, the drenching rain the sparrows are fluttering away in the wind.
I, stand here to witness the little ducklings running to the bossom of their mothers.
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Time marches on, through dusk and dawn.
Time marches on, through silence and song.
Time marches on, unmoved by pleasure and pain.
Time marches on, unmoved by grief and glory.
Time marches on, past valor and vanity.
Time marches on, past fame and fall.
Time marches on, beyond triumph and tragedy.
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NEW WAVE ASCENDS
Workers waul at leaders sold
who rush to airports cold
in hospitals wan women wallow
tattered children nothing to swallow
ideals trickling through untilled soil
will dreams and intentions expire
before patient arthritic grandmothers tire
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Poetry,
you are—
the atoms of the cosmic yajna,
from which
the world is born.
You are—
the drops of water,
flowing
through the rivers
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{ emo music inspired poem }
ELEPHANT WOMAN
She is Elephant Woman
you cannot hide from her
in houses of brick or glass or
lined velvet curtains
whether it sits on Signal Hill
or in Newlands bourgeois class
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To me
Independence, democracy, politics, socio-economics, religion are not forbidden
All countries, different cultures, and constitutions are not forbidden
Skin colors, different languages, varieties of beliefs, and good deeds are not forbidden
I am on this earth not cause of the forbidden fruit
I am of nature, by nature, and for nature
To me, the word ‘Forbidden' is prohibited sternly!
But, yes,
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