Two am. We all had a bit of wine – oops! I mean the blood of Jesus. His body too; just for control. The hymn – #211 Sioneng – sung during the three hour-long Holy Communion service. Actually just one verse of the hymn is sung. Slowly, deliberately, I daresay lethargically. There will be …
What people don’t know about me (except, of course, the four +1 who wished me a happy birthday) is that I am a hater on the outside and a groupie on the inside. No, fuckturd, I am not confessing to being a hypocrite. What I mean is, when I am outside, I hate (call it …
It could only be the sleepers. What does it mean anyway? To sleep? To willingly suspend one’s consciousness, giving in to baser instincts. No way people like that could be trusted. A person who does that is not above suspending morality – worse still; thinking. The sleepers are also wont to practice the dangerous art …
Curiosity got the better of me When I heard you scream So I decided to sneak a peek As you were about to reach your peak But you never did The batteries died I Think Cause the buzzing stopped And you looked distraught That image stuck with me ever since Which is why I wrote …
Oh Fuck, you beauty! You have assailed Where many words have failed Where even violence Couldn’t break the silence Where would I be? Without you Dear sweet Fuck What could I have said? When my friend died Or when my lover lied How could I have expressed my pain? Had you not been my refrain …
You should’ve waited for me. But you never said I should. Did I have to? Of course not. So you knew? I knew. Still you went ahead. Without me. How long was I supposed to wait? Forever if needs be! Silence grabbed the feed by the scruff and made it its bitch. Heavy breathing …
What are these other cute little things? Well, we all know that black men are beasts. Mainly created by whites. But sometimes of our own creation. We break hearts. We neglect our offsprings. We are drunkards. We are cowards – we forever proclaim our god-given right to head households yet we are yet to take back …