I am plagued with routine regret
at a bedside where I exhale in the arms...
You do not have a name...
I don't think they could choose...
One day you were here
Now your gone...
Forgive me, beloved for...
Forgive me for my hunger...
Suddenly,
the uninvited music bounce into my ears...
You walked too close to the fire, orange boy,
but I loved the smell of smoke on your warm fur...
When we missed you,
we used to sing...
The pain won't go away it all just keeps coming.
The tears seem like they won't stop...
There will come a time
within my catacomb nightmares...
I write words so hollowed but so true.
For my brothers who fell for the red white and...
I feel I need to verbalize these emotions,
but will I find the appropriate words...
Oh, there was no place in the sun,
The tyre was burning in Soweto...