NGEPHUPHO LAMI ELAPHUPHA!

Hlezi ngibezwa bekhihla isililo
Bebalisa umlibe bengaqedi
Ngamaphupho abo angafezekanga
Nkosi mina ngiyabonga
Ngiyabonga ngamaphupho ami aphupha
Ngiyabonga ngamaphupho ami angaphumelelanga

Phela mina nganginephupho
Phela mina nganginamaphupho
Kodwa amaphupho ami aphunza
Ngangifisa ukuba udokotela
Ngangifisa ukuba ummeli
Hayibo! Ngangifisa nokuba usomabhizinisi
Kunamuhla ngingumfundisi !
Hayibo ! ngisho umfundisi.
Igama nginguthisha
Ngiqeqesha inqaba yodokotela
Ngakha inqwaba yabammeli
Ngilolonga osomabhizinisi bangomuso

Lalela ngikuxelele indaba!
Thani ngikukhumbuze
Igama lami nginguthisha
Ngingumakhi wekusasa lesizwe
“Ngingudokotela” ,odokotela izingqondo ezibuthaka
Ngingumengameli ,
Ngengamele labo abazokhula bengamele izwe

Ngisizeni ,Ngifuniseni!!

Sezashonaphi lezo zimbongi?
Sezashonaphi lezo zinyosi ?
Asashonaphi lawo maqhawe akithi?
Sezashonaphi lezo zimbongi?
Ngisho lezo zimbongi ezazibhonga
kudume izihosha.
Ezazibhonga kunanele amagquma namawa!
Sezashonaphi lezo zinyosi ?
Ngisho lezo zinyosi ezazitinyela kuzwakale-
Ezaziluma zingaphephethi.
Hayibo! Ngiyabuza nje!
Sezashonaphi?

Asashonaphi amaqhawe akithi?
Asashonaphi amaqhawekazi osiba?
Ngisho lawa ayelwa izimpi engaphethe zibhamu
Lawa ayehlabana engahlome ngasizenze , ngamkhonto neklwa
Lawa maqhawe ayegadla ngepeni ephepheni ,
Kulamuleke izimpi.
Lamaqhawe ayehleze enelukuluku lokukhuluma iqiniso
La maqhawe ayeluleka ,exwayisa ,efundisa ngezinkondlo.
Owaziyo akasize mina ,
Tshela mina ,mina ngitshele abangazi njengami.
Ngakube bashonaphi?

Iqiniso laliyiqiniso wawungadingi siqiniseko ze ulikholwe
Phela babelibeka ngembaba libe sobala.
Babengagudli ,bengagudliseli , bengagigiyeli.
Babengamaqhawe , babengasabani pho?
Zandiza zalibhekisa kumuphi umhlaba ?
Leza zinyosi ezazitinyela abancane nabakhulu.
Bheka ngoba izilo uqobo babezitshela emehlweni.
Hhayibo ngisabuza njalo ….
Zashonaphi lezi zinsizwa nezintokazi,
Ezayibek’ induku ebandla ?

KANCANE NJE..............

Wayethi uzothi nje …..
Kancane nje.
Ukancane waphenduka ukakhulu.
Wayethi uzothi nje …..
Kanye nje.
Ukanye waphenduka ukaningi.
Wayethi uzothi nje ….
Bese kuba okokugcina.
But guess what, he did it again and again.
He did it nom’ engasafuni ,
Kepha yikho okwase kufuna yena akwenze.

Wayethi uyazama nje.
Kanti akabuzanga elangeni
Uzozama ez’ezalelwe yinje endlini
Wayethi uzothi nje kancane ,
Kanti impilo yakhe esizobancane
Ngoba wasuke wacabanga kancane
Wadlwengula ingane encane

Wayethi uzothi nje kanye
Kanti akabuzanga kwabadala
Wavuka ngesikabhadakazi,ethi uyozidalela ebhange
Ezikadalawane zambhadama

Wayethi uzothi nje kanye
Alale engagqoke jazi
Kanti elokufa alibikeli

Namhlanje ngihaya le nkondlo
Wena uyilalele ,ngoba vele ungumlaleli
Kungenxa yomuntu othile ongalalelanga
Namhlanje kuye ishoba lilele amazolo
Wena ke lalela ngoba angifuni umlandele
Uzithole usulele kobandayo.
Ungalinge nakancane, uthi uzothi nje
……kancane nje!!
Ukancane uyabulala!!

LOVE IS SCIENCE

Love …yes I mean LOVE
Uthando ….yebo ngikhuluma ngothando
Uyazi luyangidida uthando
Lungidida lungishiye ngididizela
Njengami baningi abadidekile
Abahlezi bengibuza ,bezibuza
Bethi yini uthando ?
Today to you I say Love is science

Everything on earth is science,
So is love.
Love can be like a force-
It pulls you towards someone/thing
Just like force-love is a vector quantity.
It must always have direction.

Like energy, Love is neither created
Nor destroyed.
But love can be transferred
From one object to another.
Or should I say from one person to another?

Love can be converted
From one form to another,
From love to hate.

Just like in an equilibrium reaction,
Love is a two way thing-
You give to me, I give to you.

Newton’s says
“A body will remain at rest or
Move in constant motion unless
Acted upon by an unbalance force.”
I say
A person will remain at rest
Or in ‘constant’ emotions
Unless feeling in love with someone

In Newton’s third law they say,
“If I push the wall, the wall pushes
Back with equal force”
So should be love.
All in all, Love is science.

WHEN WE WERE BLACK!

We were black and beautiful
But now we black and blank
They came all the way from the west
To our precious land AFRICA
Look now we are the worse

We were black and rich
We had everything we needed
Skills, knowledge and wealth
They spent years in the sea
Coming to see us in our land
Yes! coming to steal from us ,
What was ours!

We needed them not in our land
We needed them not in our lives
We had never invited them
We had everything we needed
They had nothing when they arrived
But now they have everything
It is us who have nothing
Yes, everything they have is everything we us to have

By instilling fear to our minds and hearts
They made us to bow to them
They made us to believe their lies
With what they call civilization ,
They made us abandoned what was ours
They made us to forget what define us, our identity
“bangamasela” , that how I define them.

They stole from us
They are still stealing from us
Look, they take our gold everyday
And when they return it
They sell it to us in thousands
Selling to us what is ours

When we were black and proud of it,
Everything was well
The moment we lost pride in being ourselves
That was the moment we lost everything
With the so called education, they stole our minds
They made us think we were inferior
They made us to hate what was ours
They made us to dislike ourselves

Yes, we were black and proud
We were black and beautiful
We were black and rich
And everything was harmonious in AFRICA
Like Mugabe , let rise up ma-Africa amahle
Let fight for what belong to us !
Let us reclaim our pride
Like Thabo Mbeki, asisho singesabi …..we are Africans
Njengo tata uMadiba asiyilwe singaphethe zikhali
Now that we have freedom, let fight for liberation
For freedom is not liberation
And freedom is half of what we wanted .
Freedom has limits
But liberation will free us with no limits
We are blacks and we are in Africa
Our Africa
So we wants no limits !

I REFUSE TO BE SILENCED!

I do not speak the past,
Neither the present nor the future
But I speak life!
I speak words that heal,
Words that can kill if not spoken.
I speak words that encourage
the discouraged.
I speak words that give hope
to those who have lost it.

With all this, I refuse to be silenced
I refuse to be silenced
by those who speak without thinking.
I refuse to be silenced
by a sound “sh! sh! Sh! Sh sh!”
I refuse to be silenced
by a sign of finger across the mouth.
I refuse to be silenced
by a gun pointed at my forehead.
I refuse to be silenced
by a knife on my chest.

You know what?
You know why?
I refuse to be silenced
Because no-one knows what I know.

Until GOD tells me to be,
I will never be SILENT!

Umntwana WakwaPhindangene!

Bathi umntwana,
hhayi ngoba eyingane
Hayi ngoba engowasebukhosini nje kuphela
Kepha nenhliziyo yakhe ifuze eyomntwana
Engani umnene ,uthobekile akananxa namuntu
Akazondi ngisho laba abamfisela okubi
Akazondi ngisho uZondi nakuba ecothele
Isikhundla sakhe.
Abanye bafisa nokumgwaza ukuze kuphathe ukaMaGwaza
Akanyanyi nalabo abamfuna ubusuku nemini
ungowakaPhindangene,
yebo ungene wangena waphinde wangena
ungene noma sebethi akathi KHUMU!
Ilokhu aqala ukungena ngowezi-1975
Woza 2010 usengase aphinde angene futhi
Pho indaba kabani uma ephinde wangena futhi?
Engani eyakhe lento waziqalela
Ayi suka madoda! Isiyoze iphelele ezandleni zakhe

Abathi akaphume kugcina kuphume bona
Ubobuza umfokaBarnes nabangane bakhe
Ngane zakwethu thulani umsindo ,
Aniboni nikhonkotha esidulini …
anizwaga yini unoNdaba kwabezindaba ?

umntwana wakaPhindangene ,
ngimazi engena ephindelela ephalamende!
Ma eqhamuka bavala iminyango
Bayamenyanya ngob’ unyanyi inkohlakalo
Uma esefikile kuvela izimfihlakalo,
Kukhucululeka inkohlakalo!

(Zisazoqhutshwa)

UNosipho

Ngiyamazi uNosipho
Hleze wena umuzwa ngendaba
Hleze wena umaze izolo
Mina ngimazi eselusana
Yebo ngisho esakhasela eziko
Mina ngimazi sisakhula naye
Eqala isikole
Edume sonke isikole,
Ngenhlonipho nenhlanzeko.
Wakhula waba yimbali
Waqhakaza baziqhenya abazali.
Myeke ngoba eseluthwethwesana
Wayengumgqomo wentombi,
enyathela ngabantwana.
Myeke ngoba esezihlisa,
wayenezihlathi ezigcwele phama.
Myeke ngoba sekwaba zigobhe,
Wayenezimbulunga zamehlo.
Wayeqhamuka kuqhele izinsizwa.
Ziqhaqhazele ubala.
Phela kwakungebuhle abushayisa ngovalo.
Ngomzuzwana nje ,ethi uyazijabulisa
Wabe esemzuza umashayabhuqe .
Wambhuqa wamenza nje.
Njengoba usumbona nje.
Wayengenje uNosipho

Written by :
Sihle Siyabonga Ngidi

Nomathemba

Amaqhinga esekuphelele
Ungasenamumva naphambili
Lapho ilanga selikushonele
Namathunzi esewukela
Uyongikhumbula Nomathemba
Ithemba lakho selithambeme
Oqholosha ngabo sebekuqhelele
Ngaleyomihla yenhlupheko,
Usungiqalaza ngingasenakuqhamuka
Lapho usizi nomunyu sekuyingoma yakho
Yemihla ngemihla
Uyongifisa ngingasenakufumaneka
Lapho izinyembezi seziyisinkwa sakho semihla
Isililo sesiyihubo olihuba ubusuku nemini
uyongikhumbula Nomathemba

Sihle Ngidi

THOU SHALL BE IT

Mornings we have all rose up and seen
Sun dawns we have all watched
Like two doves in a hurricane we have been
Though hope once faded, we survived.
During the moments when I felt weak,
You were the strongest branch I could hold on to
And that tip of the tree I then reached.
Why do you then leave me friend; you cry
I have not left you friend; I deny
Time hath come to complete thy journey
For we are all heading to a destination
I shall then call it a promotion
From earthly achievements to heavenly ones
For nay one ever dies
But everyone will enter the house he has built
And for now, mine is complete.

Like two roses in a garden of joy we have been
Our sweet petals tickling one another
So close we have been like sister and brother
But today the hawk chose me for a meal
So beautiful we have been like the sun setting down the hills
But today I shall shrivel and fade
For the ground has dried
Gravely, I shall then lie.
Oh friend! Do not cry
For still the rain will pour on you
So bloomy and taller you will grow
Like the morning star you shall glow
For now I have to be gone
Bow and utter with me;
-Thou shall be it-

THANDEKA SIBIYA

SUMMER BREEZE

I have been a flower in an orchard
So high I have lifted myself with pride.
The sun always shone on me
With the down-pour that made me grow so free
And I would dance along with the summer breeze.
Pick me not; I would say
To ones coming around to play
Down on their knees they would beg
Till it got really sad
They swore I would shrink and fade
But in silence I sang the song of faith.
The next summer came;
Higher I grew with my beauty fame
With the glow that would never end.
I felt a gentle breeze
That tendered my soul
And housed my mind
While its coolness stretched to the corners of my heart
My pride then faded away
I felt my roots let go off the ground.
To stay firm I really tried,
But the love breeze swept me away
To wherever it sweeps me, I am willing to stay.

BY THANDEKA SIBIYA

NOT FOREVER

The rusty padlock, the key doesn’t fit
They both belong
But it’s been pretty long trying to open
It all feels broken
I push and twist forth
Back I twist and pull
The mother of success grows thin
Thinner and thinner.

Emotions have tied
Earthly, I lie down and die
But the spirit, like the sun, rises beautifully
The enemy, like dew, fades gravely.
Like an eagle, spreading wings widely, I run endlessly
To the world I have known for so long
And that’s where I belong.

The struggle, the pain, the tears
I feel the lump in my throat
Dragging myself to the river, Oh, damn, it’s muddy
The long journey has got me thirsty
I can no longer move, my feet are swollen
Surely, somewhere the bee has got the pollen
But I haven’t reach my destiny
Yet I already feel like a dummy.

The mist…maybe I’ve missed the path
My eyes are slightly closing; I can not see.
But within, where it’s deep, more than the oceans
The spiritual eye opens the one that never closes.
I have rose and fell, been back and forth
I have been left like a bird with no wings
For the prey thought it left me weak.
But what’s once inside, can always emerge outside
Like the seed opening its life to the world
Prepared to face the drought, storms and floods.


I once felt a lump in my throat
But now I feel the light blazing in my thoughts
For the pain is the air to breath along the journey
But success is the price dedication, the price of patience
That waits on the mountain peak,
For the hero within me to reach.
Yea, for the hero within me to reach.

WRITTEN BY THANDEKA B SIBIYA

LONGING TO KNOW

When will an African man love himself?
For he had thrown himself into the pond of mud.
When will an African man learn to realize?
For to him the sunrise never differs from the sunset.
When will an African man give love a try?
For his emotions always give rise to hatred.
When will an African man learn to praise,
Praise the beauty of the most precious gift; women and children?
I long to know…
When will an African man stand up for his manhood.

How can an African man wake up alive, while his conscious is deadly asleep?
How can, in an African man hatred defeat and burry love in that unseen grave?
Oh yea! His mind can be encrusted by peace.
Peace being a tree whose leaves would never shrivel.
His heart can flow a stream of passion,
Passion being an ever flowing waterfall.

African man, turn back and face your misdeed
Grasp your manhood weapons and battle your misdeed.
You shall alleviate the growing grief you sowed in Africa.
African man, make peace…
African man, save Africa.

WRITTEN BY THANDEKA SIBIYA

LIKE A VULTURE ...

Day in and day out
From sunrise to sunset
And from sunlight to moonlight
Oh yea, like a vulture, I will wait.
Wait until it happens
Patiently, I wait
Wait for something I starve for
It might come and it might not.
Whose fault was it that it ran away?
Whose fault will it be if it never comes back?
The sun nor the star does not know
Like a vulture, I will wait.
When every flower in this orchard bloom
I only shrivel, not because of fear, nor because I’m powerless
There is no rain falling upon me
Nor sunlight to make me grow
But, I will wait for the rain to fall
Wait for the sun to shine
Forever, like a vulture, I will wait

WRITTEN BY THANDEKA SIBIYA

MISS BEING IN A COCOON

This is where my creation was composed
Where I was placed,
After being created, molded and shaped
My creator reputed me as being freed
As I was naturally covered
How good it felt, as I lain on that bed
Of no man’s world.
Oh, that life was worthy to be enjoyed

I was beloved as I wasn’t exposed
Into this self-centered world
With its mysteries I cannot put into words

My eyes were closed, but I wasn’t blind
My hands were fisted, but sure I wasn’t fighting
The weather was always warm and calm;
No rain ever poured,
No drought ever stroke,
No wind ever blew,
No bird ever flew
And no tree ever grew
…But I did…
Yea! I was the only one who was growing there
The only one who was breathing there.
I can say I owned the world
But for how long?
Only nine months, then I was out…
And will never be back again

WRITTEN BY THANDEKA SIBIYA

LE YINKONDLO YAMAQHAWE

lenkondlo ngiyethula kibo bonke abesifazane baseMzansi AFRIKA

Ngalolusuku benginesifiso
Bengifisa ukunibhalela inkondlo
Inkondlo ekhethekile ngoba ningabekhethelo
Okwenu ukubaluleka angikufanisi nokwegolide
Ngoba elalo inani liyajikajika
Namuhla liphezulu
Kusasa liphansi
Kanti nina nanini
Niyohlala niyini
Okwenu ukubaluleka akunakuthengwa ngamali
Kujulile futhi nakujulukela.

Bengifisa ukunibhalela inkondlo ethandekayo
Ngokuba niyizithandwa zenhliziyo yami
Ngebhadi angeke ngakwazi.
Ukuze ngilobe inkondlo
Inkodlo eshaya emhlolweni ngani
Kungangithatha iminyakanyaka
Ngingadinga izinkulungwane zamakhasi
Izigididi zezinsiba
Ngokuba anibancinyana
Ngakho ngithathe isinqumo.
Isinqumo sokuvele ngingayiqali lenkondlo
Funa ngimoshe impilo yami yonke
Ngiloba inkondlo eyodwa.

Bengifuna ukubhala inkondlo
Kengihaye omama base-Afrika.
Ngibahalalisele ngobuqhawe babo
Kepha sengathi ngiswela amazwi
Vivani bomama base-Afrika!

Mhlukumezi!

Ngakube ngesani isihluku esingaka na?
Uphi unembeza,
Luphi uzwelo na?
Imizi yamadoda uyivale ngehlahla ngci.
Uqale ngenhloko yomuzi
Weza ngomama womuzi
Zasala izintandane zingondingasithebeni
Kawugcinanga lapho
Ubuyile isibili wazobibila
Indodana nendondakazi
Maqede lavalwa ikhaya thanqa

Namanje ngisabuza
Uphi unembeza?
Luphi uzwelo na?

Ubabhuqabhuqe ngabezwa
Sebekusho ngezibongobongo
Bakubize umashayabhuqe
Bakubiza uMashayashatshule
Namanye amaningi amabizobizo
Kepha phinde mina ngikuthophe
Kunalokho ngiyohlala ngilila ngawe
Ngiyohlala ngibuza,
Uphi unembeza ?
Luphi uzwelo na?
Noma sesilile kangaka kawudeli?

Bongeka Thembani
Mayville Sec School

Ma-Afrika hlanganani!

Sibamnyama sibahle
Sibamnyama sonke singabandwonye
Sonke singamadodana kaMama-Afrika
Sonke singamadodakazi kaMama-Afrika
Pho sibangani?

Zange ngiwubone
Umsuka wengxabano
Kepha ngibone sekugxazwana
Ngizwe ngabezindaba bethi:
‘seyibambene ngezihluthu’
Yebo besekuhluthulwana

Zimbabwe,Mozambique naweMzansi
Impi yendlala isibhekile
Kepha sincamela ukulwa sodwa
Malawi,Nigeria naweMzansi
Impi yeNgculazi isenkundleni
Kodwa silibala ukulwa sodwa

Uma kukungaka obekumele kusihlanganise
Pho sihlukaniswa yini?
Ngiyakhala ngawe ndoda emhlophe
Wasihlukanisa nabakwethu
Wasenza sabona umehluko lapho ungekho

Sibamnyama sibahle
Sibamnyama singabandawonye
Sonke singama-Afrika
I-Afrika ingeyethu.

Sihle Siyabonga Ngidi
UKZN-EGDEWOOD CAMPUS

Injustice

Flowing freely like water in the waterfall
They do
I am fallen
Sailing to new destinations. They are
I am drowned
Flying to high heights
Is them
I am stacked
Stricken by the lightening of confusion
Confused...
Loosen the direction
Not knowing where to go .Is me
Not aware of where I am
Is me too
I am looking for someone
To look for me
Locate me and then show me where to go
I have eyes
I am not blind
But can hardly see anything
I have ears
I am not dumb but can hear not
I have hands
They are empty but can’t accommodate a thing
Have feet, two they are
Enough and strong
I move them
But they are not moving me to anywhere
I have problems
My first problem is that I do not know what my problem is
Is life complex, complicated and confusing?
Or it is me who confuses life?
Why rain rains in summer?
And not in winter when there is none of it.
This is unfair
Is my life what it supposed to be?
Am I what life supposes me to be?
Who is wrong, who is right?
Is there something wrong with me?
Or there is something wrong with my life?
If life had justice
I wouldn’t be in this misery
Life has no justice

The life of me

Twenty years ago
It when it started
In my mothers womb
It where it started
At first I was not there
Then I was there but young and innocent
Nginqakwa ngapha nangapha
Here and there people talked of my beauty 8

It was nice being young
Impilo was full of promises
And the future looking bright
Sunshine was the color of my future 12

With the instructions from adult I lived my life
Without questioning the reasons and motives
Ngangiyalwa ngilalele iziyalo. 15

And today I am bearing the fruits of my decisions
For living life responsible
I now have the great end of my life 18

Life is a journey
A longer than long journey
But at least now I am toward the end of it.
Sengiyazizwa izigi, ngiyayizwa inhlokomo
Jesus is coming to fetch me

(to all people out there abangakalungisi indlela yabo noNkulunkulu ...this poem goes to them.Lungisa Mtanasekhaya

SONG OF SUNRISE

Through the morning cold winter
I hear the song of sunrise
I struggled to get off the bed
But I could’nt
I was eager to know the source of the sound
I mean the sweat sound that was ringing in my ear
But I could’nt manage
I looked through the window at least
But for the reason that I was too short,
I could,nt see anything
Even today I can still hear that music
Uproaring in my mind
Chattering of woman saying “halleluyah!”
Was evident after each and every songs

Imbubhiso

Lafa laphothuleka ikusasa lesizwe
Ngomphothulo ongaphothulekanga laphothuleka
Ngobhubhane olungabhubhi sabhubha
Isizwe senkashna kamenzi.
Kuye kwadukuza isilo iLembe
Silele kwaDukuza
Sidukuziswa ukudukuza kwesizwe emswanini.
Isililo esiqhumisa uhleko kwabezizwe,
Ngisizwile sililwa nguZulu
Nengonyama uBhekuzulu iye yambheka uzulu,
Nxa elila ukuba ulilela ntoni na?
Nosolwazi balwizile ezinjulwini zelizwe kwala
Bahlanganise baze bahlukanisa
Bafake baze bakhipha kungaphumi khambi
Nobhejane kaGwala ubheje bambhejela
Kwalamula izazimthetho
Nezaqathe baziqathe zangaluqatha
Ubhubhane olubhula amaphiko
Bagwilize bagwinja ogibeni lwegodi,
Lwaze lwabagojela
Pho besisayothini ?
Ngoba bese kufanele sisho ngazwilinye:
“Phumulani umphumulela wafuthi”
Ngokuba nizigolele lonogolantethe
Maqede wanigila ngokunigwilizisa
Kambe abanye basigawulelwa abahlobo
Lesitebhisi sokunqamulela eya ezulwini
Lamazulu

A POEM FOR YOU!

Today and tonight
I wanted to write for you a poem
A perfect poem for you are precious person
Precious not as a gold
Because it value always deviates
Today is high
Tomorrow is low
But you, yourself you are always constant
I wanted to write for you a lovely poem
Since you are adorable to me
Unfortunately I could not make it
For me to write a poem,
A poem that exactly describes you,
Could take me a million of years
I will need millions and millions of pages
With millions of pens
Because you mean a lot to me
Then I have decided not to continue
With this poem.
Otherwise I would have to spend all my life
In it ,only to find that at the end I do not finish it
But perhaps the I can give a single line among the millions
from what I would have written if I was to write this poem
The single line I can give you is the one below
You are great!

An open letter to Nozizwe

3. An open letter to Nozizwe

This poem is dedicated to a certain lady I met in Edgewood.

Nozizwe, Queen of my heart.
These few words ‘I sent’them to you.
Alone and lonely in my room,
lonely because of your absence.
I have written them.

With my trembling hands
yearning for your hold
I have written them.

Umpteenth times I have tried to explain
but I could see that words alone
could not show how much I adore you.
Like sea my love to you is of unknown depth
it is deeper than I could explain in spoken words.
But the words are the only thing I have at the
moment to express my sentiments to you.
So what should I do?
Should I give up?

If my words are of no value to you.
If my words could not make you to realize the truth.
Should I stop telling it to you?
But it won’t help to stop,
it will rather worsen my life.

I wonder why god has ‘made’ love.
If it has to drives ones life so awry and ugly,
like it did to my life.
Why god made love?
If it has to drives ones mind so crazy
like it did to me.
So love leaves me alone

Dance with me

Every dance is a move,
But not every move can be a dance.
Every dance is a move,
But not every move can be a dance .
Come on my sister let dance together.
Every dance is a move,
But not every move is a dance
Every dance is a move,
But not every move is a dance.
Come on my brother let dance together.
Let dance for our lord.
Let dance for our Jesus.
As spiritual siblings, let dance for our father.
The one who create, the one who destroy.
The one who does it all.
Because he is the beginning and the end.
The one who does not fail.
Because he is the hero of heroes.
Thokoza mzalwane –udumise Jehovah.
Thokoza mzalwane –udumise Jehovah.
Come on! Come on! I say come on –dance with me

Ngivumele sthandwa.

(This poem was once published in ILANGA LANGESONTO)

Ngingeligagu kepha ngikugagule
Ngingeliciko kodwa ngicikoze ngawe
Ngingaqgamile hleze ngiqgame ngawe.
Angiyena uNontandakubukwa kepha,
uma ngibukwa ngawe ngiyothokoza.


Kulobusuku belele ngingalele
Bethokoza ngingathokozile
Behlokoma ngingehlokome ungekho wena
Othokozisa nowenelisa owami umphefumulo.

Ngivumele sthandwa sami , ngivumele
Kulelikhasi eliphambi kwami,
Ngeneke eyami imizwa
Ngekhono lami engelambulelwa asebedlula
Maqede ngiliphanyeke obondweni
Ze izwe lonke lizikholise ngobungako bezifiso
Zami ngawe .Bancinde bancincize kuloludengezi
Bancincize bengekholwe
Uthando lweqiniso enginalo ngawe .

Kunganani ngisho ngengila
Maqede kunanele izihosha
Hleze nawe kulokhu wenanele
maqede ipheleliswe eyami impilo
ngoba sewunami nami senginawe
Sesimunye ,ngakho ngivumele.

BATTLE IS OVER

Vukani ma-AFRICA vukani!
Vukani nizenzele
Mzulu wasemazulwini
Mxosa wasemaxhoseni
Msuthu wasebasuthwini
Ngithi vuka sekusile
Kawubonanga na ilanga liphumile?
Sun has risen, indeed it has.
Uma ningajonganga lizakunishiya ixhesha
The battle of racism is over
Our forefathers have fought it.
With their blood they have washed it away
The battle of apartheid has been conquered
The battle remaining is the battle of poverty
Impi yengculazi isasibhekile
If our forefathers has done away
With racism and apartheid.
Why don’t we do away with poverty and aids?
Inselelo isingeyakho muntu omusha
Ngakho rise up ma-AFRICA rise up
Let join hands together to fight this battle
Together we can fight it
And let it be the finished battle soon.

UYONGIKHUMBULA NOMATHEMBA

Amaqhinga esekuphelele
Ungasenamumva naphambili
Lapho ilanga selikushonele
Namathunzi esewukela
Uyongikhumbula Nomathemba
Ithemba lakho selithambeme
Oqholosha ngabo sebekuqhelele
Ngaleyomihla yenhlupheko,
Usungiqalaza ngingasenakuqhamuka
Lapho usizi nomunyu sekuyingoma yakho
Yemihla ngemihla
Uyongifisa ngingasenakufumaneka
Lapho izinyembezi seziyisinkwa sakho semihla
Isililo sesiyihubo olihuba ubusuku nemini
Uyongikhumbula Nomathemba