Dear Blacks We Of cohesive Societies Have no use For social cohesion projects. But good luck. Sincerely, Whites
Mother Earth had a moerse twerk And almal went berserk Even heathens learnt to pray Wishing Jesus away Joining the chorus Of the holy and righteous I fear for the Son of Man Were he to land On this today in this here earth He’d be bible-thumped to death But alles is still on track …
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 …
In an age of mute poets And serious comedians Civilized barbarians And peaceful riots One has to wonder Having lost faith in the here and now If it’s maybe time to bow To a deity of a world yonder
“To be young, gifted and black, Oh what a lovely precious dream” Nina was wrong; it’s a terrible, terrible nightmare! Oh what a burden it is, to be young What curse it is to be gifted And what a terrible nightmare it is to be black (And for some) what absolute torture it is to …
As he approached his house he saw a young man sneaking out with what looked to be his laptop bag. “He wena!” He shouted, “jou fucken moer!” The young man made a run for it, he immediately started chasing. And was closing in quickly. The heavy bag on the young man’s back was compromising his …
Dearest, What I don’t get is why I should be beholden by my love for you when that very love is not my doing or at my accord. As if this was not bad enough now I have also burdened you with this love that you neither asked for nor aroused. We are both caught …