Monthly Archives: May 2011

My fear

I’m scared that I won’t be able to protect her
My gun does not exist

I’m scared that I won’t be able to protect her
My country created this fear

I’m scared that I’m being too open
but it’s a real fear within me…


Excuse my silence
The shadows of the past retreat from your light
My silence expresses a nation’s anguish
A shadow that falls darker than the night

Forgive the imprint that I leave on your floor
My body falls as the shot is fired
It’s force of habit
when you live in a country fighting it’s Cold War

Feel yourself

You’ve got that look in your eyes
There’s an itch that needs scratching
but there’s no hands to supply the cure

You’ve got that pain in your heart
You need a love to fill the void
but no one’s tall enough to fill the hole

Face the blame that bares your name
but not give in to that mark of shame

You’ve got that hole in your soul
There’s a need to sing a song
but you can’t remember the tune

You need to look at yourself
Look at yourself

Their revolution

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The revolution is on trial
It’s revolving, revolting, EVOLVING!
The revolution is on trial!
Raped by accusations and denial

‘We agree!’ they chant
It’s much more threatening this way
Toyi-toyi, chant!
Watch the white people run

The revolution is on trial
Revolutionaries stomp their feet
We’ve got the same rhythm
But we’re marching to a different beat

A love…

Under her skin
She becomes one
Under my skin
She scratches that itch
Deep inside
I pulsate to her beat
I feel her heart
She consumes my soul…