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Woman, You Beauty!

By Kgomotso J Kgopa, South Africa: She holds the blade on its sharpest tip! Woman the matriarch! So soft and fragile on the outside Yet so tough like a Lonsdaleite stone on the inside Her stories and sufferings are often untold! Early she rises before the sun Her children know her and call her by name! Her descendants feel her […]

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Dance is poetry

By Kgomotso J Kgopa, South Africa: The paper is my stage On every page I dance I, the pen of INKredible substance The four corners of the stage Are my literal cardinals Where across the four corners of the earth My tales are written and narrated To both the young and of great age My neat sounds as I moonwalk […]

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Reality in SA Society

By Kgomotso J Kgopa, South Africa: Formed and born, From a womb of life, meaning and reason. Setting foot on dirt, Beginning walks of life Life, in contrast-very vivid Not at all insipid Life innocent, mind unsaturated Conscious undiluted with marginal difference between right and wrong. Here I am Here Stand Talking strides of inner growth but barely making it […]

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*Sowetan girl breaks my heart*

By Kgomotso J Kgopa, South Africa: In the beginning This is me, now reminiscing It was me and her – Pearl Our hearts dark, void and without form – like Genesis' Earth Life had just pulled one of its mysteries on us Life, Love and Time had been kind to us, thus no fuss   As I turned to gaze at […]

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Mama

By Kgomotso J Kgopa, South Africa:   These words are just a shadow of what you really mean and stand for in my life Yes, an old testament that does not begin to newly testify the woman that you are The silence of midnight was broken by your screams as labour stood knocking On the door of past and present Each foot […]

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As I sit…

By Kgomotso J Kgopa, South Africa:  As I sit, with a pen in hand Scribbling a word or two into a verse Breathing life and giving emotion to a blank thin sheet with lines parallel I can't help a set of array of emotions doing injustice to my soul Hurt, anger and confusion have my mind tangled In a loop of […]

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She Will Know

By Kgomotso J Kgopa, South Africa: With a broken birth, childhood and potentially breaking youth I will accept her and colour her world vividly With crayons as I animate alphabetical notations that proclaim hope and healing From my heart to hers With a broken heart, spirit and potentially breaking trust I will embrace her and delicately gather those thousand pieces Of […]

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My Life, My Song

By Kgomotso J Kgopa, South Africa: My life is a song, A music track Track I'm running the race of life God my composer Mixes of scratches, low key registers and noise fluctuations play along But I still keep my beat Pause. Angels – my backup vocals Family – my drums and bass Friends – my strings, orchestral arrangements Enemies […]

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The Beat in Beauty

By Kgomotso J Kgopa, South Africa: Music… The only way to describe her For she moves Left and right, pedalling her feet Short, cut hair Body shaped like a pear Majestic hand manoeuvres Moving synchronous to the beat As she oozes down the street   Slight jingles Articulated by her bangles Dimples Slight pimples With a golden tan seasoned By […]

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Woman of substance

By Kgomotso J Kgopa, South Africa: A soul on high heels! Woman of substance Substance that cannot be seen But greatly felt Your presence and power is undeniable Formidable. Admirable. You make these words understatements You dance to the brink of each new dawn As the floors pulsate and ripple to your rhythm Propelling men forward! It has been said of […]

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