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»SOLD (Sounds Of the Living Dead)«

Apr 14, 2016

Johannesburg sings the beauty of our lonliness / The night's heartbeat as fake as the hanshakes exchanged / Ribbons of headlights coarse through the veins of the city / Where we die in search of a better life we left behind / The night whispers its screams from deep within us / / We stand on the edge of…  sign in to read more »


»When We Were Free«

Mar 29, 2016

Freedom finds comfort in the warmth of our urine / Happy to worship folk heroes with fanciful talk / Sharpeville came to Marikana as a reminder / That Biko and Sobukwe still live / That we still remain captives / Caged behind bars of crass political mediocrity / Our consciousness has become a cliché / We…  sign in to read more »


»Falling In Lover All Over Again«

Mar 29, 2016

I drank from ancient rivers as old as time / But never so sweet as the nectar of her smile / / She was just a girl named Jazz / Her beauty I could not capture in words / / Her eyes spoke truth / She said her real name was Ruth / / She cried a melancholic tune / Serenading the intoxicated moon / / Night…  sign in to read more »


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