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Truth held her tongue

Shuddering, timid and weak

Kneeling to power

 

For too long subdued

By weaponry of the state

Built on the Big lie

 

For too long crouching

Convinced she could not win

Against the mighty

 

For too long ruled

By bigotry and sly greed

She  lifted the stone

 

Now we have a sling

Giving voice to the voiceless

Through phone and fibre

 

Empires will fall

When crowds speak truth to power

By choosing their mark

 

The David within

Dormant for too long

 

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Snow-capped mountains

And spring flowers trim the lake.

You are not alone

 

As you pay homage

To a love we’ve both kept warm,

Across time and space.

 

As you re-trace paths

We once walked together,

I am there with you.

 

Your joy is mine too

When your memory recalls

Great times we shared.

 

Just like the seasons

Straddle beneath the bright sun

Our souls do the same.

 

Spring transcends Winter

Each time I see you again.

 

 

 

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Winnie Madikizela-Mandela – Source: Mail & Guardian

The river ran through you

Sometimes in your lonely tears

Sometimes like bounteous rain

For the forlorn and forgotten

 

Sometimes it seeped through

Cracks hardened by scorching

Sometimes it gushed with rage

In thorny jungles among fallen trees

 

Sometimes it tried to engulf you

Still – you rose to walk tall and regal

Rising after each tumultuous fall

Sometimes it flowed in your smiles

 

As lenses flash and accolades stream in

It is clear – you cast your own shadow

Carved your own path through the valleys

The hills and treacherous mountains

 

Sometimes an enigma in your depths

But now always our crowning waterfall

 

A TRIBUTE TO WINNIE MADIKIZELA MANDELA – MOTHER OF OUR NATION:

                                                        26/9/1936 – 2/4/1918

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Fierce and Feisty

Who knew the mother you were

Than the downtrodden 

 

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If you call

One last time

Will I melt like molten wax

Feeling the heat, your lips on mine

 

 

If I stay

One more night

Will I cascade volcanic eruptions

When you call out, in mounting bliss

 

 

If we walk

Down a different path

Will we lose ourselves, yet again

Without regret or blushing shame

 

I dare not look

Into your smouldering eyes

For your answer is plain to see

 

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A stone on my back,

Heaves from a sinking ship,

A moving cloudburst,

 

Undulating tides,

Have all had their way with me.

Vanquished – I lie

 

Waiting for the dawn

Of a sun-breezy day,

Silver-lined oaths

 

To free my bondage

And cover my nakedness,

Shield my dignity.

 

Time to lift the curse

To clear the smog in the air

That blinded us all.

 

Time has come for us

To rinse away the rancour

Of a captured state!

 

 

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Photo Credit: Alex G

You were always waiting

On the other side

As we heaved and trawled

Our mounting burdens

 

Sometimes the darkness

Blindfolded us, losing us!

The noise became too loud

The road much too long

 

Then through the tunnel

Light trickled in

There you were… waiting

On the other side

 

Firmly rooted

Filling the space

With your curved branches

Filtering light, promising shade

 

The waiting must surely be over

On the rebirth of this day

That so many died for

That we might live again!

 

 

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Just to have loved you

for a lingering while–

That is more than enough.

Just that fleeting sojourn

we shared on a forest path

gave life new meaning–

what I needed from you.

 

Do you remember,

the day that we first met?

The sun steadily drizzling

through fluttering leaves,

the riotous orchestra

of harmonious birdsong

as we fell into step.

 

By your side, nothing to hide

in sheer naked splendour,

our true selves laid bare.

Your voice was so gentle

as you took my hand in yours,

guided and sheltered me

from a jungle of thorns.

 

You gazed deep into my eyes,

took me back to a place

where we’d been together

in a distant time and space.

 

When we reached the river

and your lips touched mine–

I heard the rush and the trickle

of ages gone by, where

this precious moment

was reminiscent of travels

to Oblivion’s  past.

 

This was no dress rehearsal

but the real opening act

of a mysterious drama

based on historical fact.

 

So in this moment

of perilous ecstasy–

Tranquility found me

and I know for certain

that no other love

could ever leave me

feeling quite like this!

This is another of my “happy birthday” posts. This one goes to Kunal whose encouragement and friendship I’ve enjoyed on the blog. I know that New York holds a special place in your heart and hope this birthday wish places you right there – in a New York State of Mind. Then a toast to you with Billy Joel’s rendition of “New York State of Mind”🎉 🎉 🎈 🎉 🎂 🎈🎂

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Trawling through the streets

A city that never sleeps

A mix of rare treats

 

Your feet still beat

To memories in your head

New York’s state of mind

 

Though years may pass by

Time undoubtedly does fly

Reach out for that sky

 

Where dreams still come true

And special wishes to you

A happy birthday!