Imagine my love, how sweet it would be,
if our demons danced in moonlights eyes...

What is it to be alive?
Is living the abscence of death...

A cruel misdeed, vile and putrid,
has been in Zimbabwe committed...

What if we stopped asking what if?
What if we all gave up and accepted our pathetic...

When I was a girl-I remember so well-
life seemed to be a game, it seemed to be swell...

Oyasha ( You are burning )
You my angel- sleeping sweetly in my arms...

But soft my sweet
what tangible bliss do we devour...

Ayasha Euthalia Greyvenstein
The name that will change my existence...

Ah my saviour, forgive my meek self.
Forgive my trespasses father...

I wish I was a cloud,
So I could fade away...

Rage
enflamed...

You found me alone,
you came to me alone...