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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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