Nightmare by Frank Chipasula
Darkness chained me to my tattered reed mat; The hand of tyranny sprinkled The soot of ignorance in my eyes, and sleep …
Darkness chained me to my tattered reed mat; The hand of tyranny sprinkled The soot of ignorance in my eyes, and sleep …
I screw my brother’s wife I am the slithering snake in the grass I am the yukky stuff that clogs the veins of the gov…
If it is true that the world talks too much then let’s all keep quiet and hear the eloquence of silence If it is true…
i thought of eden the first time i ate a fig i thought of a whiteman …
black people are born singers black people are born runners black people are peace-loving these myths make of us naïv…
Was I wrong when I thought All shall be avenged? Was I wrong when I thought The rope of iron holding the neck of youn…
O Mzingeli son of the illustrious clans You whose beauty spreads across the Tukela estuary Your memory haunts like tw…