Time travel

Distances mapped,
caged and trapped,
No escape, one master
Time and its disasters
Can you turn tables
Start a resistance
Joining in rebels
Let it lose kingdom
Making it your slave
Slowing it down
Making it behave
Impossibility, it seems
an unthinkable scheme
non starter, will unravel
unless you know
before the morning glow
How to time travel!

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In the rich man’s world

I don’t want your money
I have no urge to steal
If only for a moment
you realise how I feel

Brought up in a ghetto
Parents killed before time
gangs all I have as relations
Inheritance not a dime

Leftovers for sustenance
held machetes, never a pen
Drugs carrier at five
Junkie at the age of ten

Hardened by daily beatings
Bullying is just for fun
betting my life everyday
roulette with loaded gun

Trading in crack, heroin
Thousands I do make
Wish I could cross thirty
before dumped in a lake

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Slaves

Words don’t mean anything
Narration went abruptly mute
soul was denied the truth
blatant lies uttered, none refute
True warriors broke slaved pens
their blood screamed, enemies rattle
redemption was near, felt closer
fortitude won emotions battle
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Sense

Words
come slow
gently like breeze
then wind picks up
brewing inside, a fearless storm
gusts bellow, telling tales, ferocious gales
Sonnets just drop, crescendos scream, epics astound
rain and thunder, makes mind mellow, stories asunder,
calmness returns, destruction immense, words don’t, make any sense

AB 30 December, 2013
Photo AB December 2013

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Afternoon tea

Sea of green,
Hard work unseen
Dripping sweat
Effort great
What is grown
What is sown
Never drunk
Never sunk
To those dry lips
Tired, nearly broken hips
Arrival of thousand ships
For places afar, to sail away
With million bags of tea
On the mighty sea
In few days, weeks be
Adorned in a beautiful pack
Delicacy sack, expensive rack
Newest fad, buyers glad
Stamp says, ‘fair trade’
from all that, money made
who benefits, who is screwed
whose children sleep without food
While you admire
the crockery, with utmost glee
along with your afternoon tea

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A NOMAD ON THE LOOSE

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