Love is not love untill you come across inevitable intrusion of unpredictable disappointments

The South African democracy is nothing but another Apartheid system of government in disguise

My love for you is as fake as your fingernails

It's high time we realise that it takes one sperm, not a man, to fertilise an egg

Last night I had a dream of a white woman giving birth to a black child who'll stand among thousand black South Africans facing social injustice

The strain of nursing her broken heart is too much for me

My father never told me he loves me but I promise I'll be there for you when seasons change

This is for my unborn child!

Sometimes love is like a flower in the grazing land, the wind blows and it is gone

If I am the question, would you be the solution?

My father made me believe that being a father means keeping secrets from your children