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Thursday, November 11, 2010

KUYA BHEDA
My linguistic daring has not always
been candid to the splendour and luxe
of emotional escapism,but the tables have
turned it's time for a revolution

The feeling of my recent vision has
got me staring at this pole that concealed
the goal from the earthlings of my soul,
my veins flow profusely to deliver but...

This feeling is bald,unsmiling and cunning
like a man who would sell an alibi to
King kong on the Empire State building,
as i lift my patterns of memory and push
down the invisible sleeves,something says NO


My visions slide across the walls of dry
lavender saying this words aloud:every
desire is fear and all success is difficult
to overseer

The devils bill is a buried treasure
and the vivid dance lits up his bones,
as the entirety of my skill grows who
am i not to be

To be that which transcends the shadow
of Africa lining between the path of my legs,
here i am with a dream inside shaking inside
of me,vum vum,feel the transport of my happiness
abound.Ha u fihla kea fihla.da principal


©Semy da principal Ralebitso

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