Wednesday, 27 February 2013


A Day in the Life of Cape Town, South Africa

The poor starving child stumbles to school
The surfer rides his old beaten board, the sound f the water crackles in his ears
as he catches a beautiful wave
The highschool-dropout wakes at dawn,
praying for life in a fearsome valley
The crazy ol' dog scavenges for food, as he races through the dirty, tin shacks
The tourist hikes up the acclaimed Table Mountain,
with a lavish Kodak hanging round his neck
The retired woman is resting on her balcony,
as she glances into the far-off horizon
The local fisherman sets sail at sunrise,
returning at night with his livewell full of bass
The newlywed couple stroll along Camps Bay,
a beach bustling with restaurants that have the best seafood in town
The native young woman prepares Pap for dinner,
on her small stove with her three other sisters
The Zulu boy plays soccer on the dirty uncut grass
with ten other kids who are all barefoot
The wealthy Afrikaaner sips wine in his estate
surrounded by vineyards stretching far into the hills
The giving teachers secretly hands new clothes to a student
The Xhosa Nanny cleans the grand empty house,
picking up toys that the children threw on the ground
The woman with HIV returns to the hospital
for a new supply of ARVs and her daily counseling session
The excited student goes clubbing on Long Street
plastered in makeup with a tight black dress
The local singer performs to a small gathered crowd
in Kirstenbosch Gardens, a stunning place booming with a variety of plant species
The middle-class mother strides down the stream
to the corner-shop, where she buys some ice cream
And when Nighttime creeps up and the stars come out,
The teenager sneaks out to attend a crazy party
The Nanny falls asleep on her cold, hard bed
with all five children in her little tin shack
The prostitute comes out, desperate for play
The retired woman rests in peace at last
The middle-class child dreams of a shiny, red pony
The hopeful policeman protects his neighbourhood
The wealthy Afrikaaner falls asleep in his suite
The smart little girl prays to God
And with that, the day comes to an end
As they are in me as much as I am in them
And together, we have produced another passing day
As I close my eyes and fly away.

Saturday, 9 February 2013



Emily Dickinson STyle Poem


It is a dark, mysterious night
And the moon provides Great Light
As Silence fills the freezing cold air
 He listens with sincere care 

I wish to leave this dreadful place
And find the joy that once filled my soul
For my heart is trapped in a devilish heaven
And nothing but emptiness runs through my veins forever.

POEM 11

Two trees are lying side-by-side
 As murderous winds go by
lifeless, dead, and still they remain
While time moves on again


One was a gift from God,

an angel sent to earth
The other was a gift from hell
a safe haven for Nahash


One was full of sin

The other full of love
but once they intertwined Above
God turned them into One


So now IT watches over us

As life goes on Oblivous
to the Unseen Eyes that guides us
Towards Life everlasting.