The Awakened: A Call To Those Who Resonate
Was it a crime that we chose the godly route?
Was it a crime that we decided to learn the godly way?
Was it a crime we submitted to spiritual authority?
Was it a crime we were willing to learn?
There were numerous alternatives. Yet, we…
I was not born into wealth, but I was born with something far greater: a vision.
From a young age, I refused to believe that riches should measure happiness. Instead, I dreamed of a world where kindness and purpose defined success.
Growing up in Africa, I saw the need for change,…
Sometimes I wonder why it always has to be me,
The one who is left behind,
The odd one out,
The one making jokes that nobody laughs at,
Never anyone’s cup of tea.
I mean, you wouldn’t understand,
Since my face hides it so well.
You won’t see what’s behind this beautiful smile,
Or beneath this extroverted…
Curled up on the floor,
At the corner of my room feeling sour.
Few nights I cried myself to sleep,
Yesterday was day four.
Cascade of emotions and thoughts,
Nostalgia and regret taking the fore.
What should I have done differently?
For this, I have fought with my thoughts.
I’m so angry – sad and angry at…
“Words unsaid, scenes unfold, secrets untold, in his eyes we behold”.
Partner in crime, you made me.
What a beautiful way to frame it.
With me on the cover page,
In a newspaper? In this time and age?
What use is information written on paper?
Till you went on and made it public!
Now the streets…
I finally realized that I poisoned myself with hatred,
Because I hated everyone and everything I set my eyes on.
Hatred took my dignity,
It took away the beauty within me
And it all cost me my life.
Because of hatred,
I ran away from reality,
I couldn’t face it anymore.
Hatred penetrated my heart with its…
Butterfly
Beautiful like a ray of sunshine
Wings that can flap for hours
Our life as butterfly cowers
We hold our heads up high like a tower
To reach the height of a butterfly
Just like a butterfly, we can transform
The transformation is slow and delicate
But when we change it is a resplendent glory
Our life…
My name is Mathapelo Atoro and I am from a very small town named Gibing, near Wepener, in the Free State province. I was raised by my single mother, alongside my late grandparents. My mother worked as a domestic worker to provide for us. I have a younger brother…
A Lady’s Dreary Dream
And there she was,
remorseful holding in what she couldn’t reveal.
She sat on a curb in a field of daffodils,
reminiscing his louche creepy charm.
The old man sat playing his golden saxophone mellifluous by the rill.
Her lotus dress reminded her of the nights they’d dance
And chance under the…