It was long ago
and memories now...
The animalistic choking
As I laid and suffocated...
I figured out the pieces of me through all of...
through all of the signs I've missed...
I was born your angel
not in the sense of the good girl...
By Bhekumuzi Mdakane
She came to fight for her Prince...
MOTHER
You are my pain curing...
She lives as if in a cocoon
Weaving her tales at every nook and corner...
Two flavours of life
such beautiful opposites...
Eighteen and a rebel stating my place
wrapped in the arms of my parents embrace...
795, an Ode to Mom and Dad
If I could turn back the calendar...
Mystical, maddingly crazy
other times...
I've been lying to myself
for the sake of my child...