#lwazi

[sadisim]

Dalia and her two little munchkin brothers!

I introduce you to 

Nkosinathi (Niko) and  Lwazi!

[my-lit-ink]

Feel Good

Tell me lies 

Placate me

whisper to me sweet somethings 

That mean nothing in particular ends 

Tell me it's alright 

And I'll keep fighting on 

And on 

And on 

For as long as you press repeat 

On this catchy song 

Lead me astray from reason 

With your sweet seduction 

That promises little but words 

Words that I need to quench the thirsty fires in my wounds

That lap up your niceties like water for parched lips. 

And thus it is as it is 

Like the moments I can't resist 

As I sit terminally cancerous 

With no cure to wish for 

So I hang my hopes on this. 

Ignorance gives no bliss 

As I'm cursed to know 

That caresses cannot rid me of this 

Looking back at what has been 

And I lead into it 

I can't help but hope to fit

And hope to blend into the perfect picture 

Please 

I pray you paint me with your pointless pleasantries 

And polite pageantry 

That means no more than plastered band aids on bullet holes 

And yet the sentiment still leaves me filled 

Make me believe it

Even for a moment 

I will not run from it 

Running like I thought I would

Running only got me here 

Now I seek a new route

It'll be our secret 

Just between I and you

Do best the things you do

I need you

To make me feel good... 

- by Lwazi Molepo

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Feel Good

Tell me lies

Placate me

whisper to me sweet somethings

That mean nothing in particular end

Tell me it's alright

And I'll keep fighting on

And on

And on

For as long as you press repeat

On this catchy song

Lead me astray from reason

With your sweet suductuion

That promises little but words

Words that I need to quench the thirty fires in my wounds

That lap up your niceties like water for parched lips.

And thus it is as it is

Like the morph I can't resist

As I sit terminally cancerous

With no cure to wish for

So I hang my hopes on this.

Ignorance gives no bliss

As I'm cursed to know

That caresses cannot rid me of sin

Looking back at what's been

And I lead into it

I can't help but hope to fit

And hope to blend into the perfect picture

Please

I pray you paint me with your pointless pleasantries

And polite pageantry

That means no more than plastered band aids on bullet holes

And yet the sentiment still leaves me filled

Make me believe it

Even for a moment

I will not run from it

Running like I thought I would

Running only got me here

Now I seek a new route

It'll be our secret

Just between I and you

Babe...

I need you

To make me feel good...

- by Lwazi Molepo

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Unreasonable Doubt

Simple words seldom satisfy

And we sever ties

While telling lies

Telling tales

While telling time

As hands becon seconds fly

Savoring solemn seconds

And stolen moments

Like shifty thieves at night

Rehearsing rites by candle light

Downing drinks with demons

Demons I drink to drown just

Before we shadow fight

I'm a shallow tike

Without half the brights

To see what's before my eyes

And under my nose

Because who knows

What I behold

With the hue of rose-

Tinted spectacles

I'm looking through

When I look at you

And I dare not move

Or remove you from my view

To see what truth

Lies between us two

As though I grew

From the boy I knew

To the man who

A younger me wouldn't

Understand

And whose

Reasoning can't be reasoned through

Because I'm the fool

Who back peddles on short planks

And sank in the bottles he drank

Forgetting my rank

The tool hitting the nail on the head

Reading off the names of those

He ought to have thanked

But instead choked

On those few words

As a matter of fact

Scratch that

Digest and regurgitate that

As vulgarity that you can't take back

So you take turns

Biting your tongues

And so we have earned

The bridges we've burned

We show no sympathy

For curses versed intentionally

Or empathy

For foes and those who meant us injury

A pox on you

And a pox on your pity

Your pitiful please

Fall on deaf ears of an enemy

Left kept eager for animosity

So the lullabies we sing softly

Are the ones we give to coffins

And their inhabitants

That we bid away harshly

- by Lwazi Molepo

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Bars

Stuff 2 hundreds in my pocket 

Coz the coppers fucking got me

I writing this so I know you got me

Folks behind bars never for-get

And baby girl, you fell in love with a po-et

So you'll never die

In my mind

And it is so set

Don't doubt it for a moment 

Just need to know that

You're on the other side when I'm off this

Are you ride or die or are you offish 

For me your song rings

From office to dinning hall

Where anything could set off

But I plan to stray off

Coz my goal is to get off

And be back in your arms 

Where I can know it's the end of

The nightmares I face

In day and night

And finally knows that it's all right 

... If you say so

So I'ma lay low

And wait for your call

Then I'ma head off 

Justice may be blind 

But I hold you in heart and in mind

Until your gaze locks with mine

(Locked as tight as these bars I'm behind) 

Then I'll know I'll be aight 

G'night...

- by Lwazi Molepo

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Julie Kay

I have no name

I have no face either

Left nostril caked up;

I am a mouth breather

Prometheus to us

Rolling a tight heater

Ashes to dust and thus

I give my words to readers

A cripple with crutch

And mistrust of what's just

And won't touch

Or stroke neither

Cold brews with said few

I call crew

We pray - heathens

We're prey who lay waste

And get wasted

Distasteful

Vacation on space stations and

Stray gayly from stress dayly just

Leave naïvity to disguise itself as peace

Let's meet

And break bread at the table

If we're able to swallow pride on our plates at the feast

Serving up disgust to us as we realise we're Oedipus

Deserving just enough to see these ties a just a noose

This implies this vice to be merely an excuse

A literary devise

Of some kind

Are we blind

To not find

What is clearly in sight

We seek right

We seek light

But find neither

All that's bright

In this life

Should not leave us

Cause we fight

Through this shifty

Existance

Searching desperately

Out for just an instance

Just ONE moment out there

Not a mistake

So the chips will fall as they will

And we'll try to falter the tilt

When we escape all the shame

That we feel

Our cup runs over

As we thirst for our fill

- by Lwazi Molepo

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Folding Corners

When I was younger

I used to fold the corners of books

A habit that most hated

But it helped me find my way back

Back to the pages I'd left

Back to the feelings I'd felt

Like bookmarks in hearts

That remind us of "forget-me-nots"

Welcomed plot twists at a coin toss

Embossed through memories

Embraced in sentimentality

Bring the intangible of daydreamed fantasy

To the sunrise of reality

Having us hold hands happily

Swept up in what's happening

Can we

Let our minds

Wonder?

...

Can we stop time and save smiles in stasis?

'Cause nothing more amazes

Than joy dancing across our faces

With little more complex in mind than this moment

And a kiss

Our fears dismissed

As we make believe that we're all that exists

Love letters folded in the form of origami cranes

Folding in on one another, where my mantra becomes your name

Opening to another; I can never be the same

Not when you're the dame that has me tamed

So as I did with books of old

Let me fold the four corners of the globe

So I may again have you to hold

- by Lwazi Molepo

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After Hours

Severing my ties

Disrobe what suits me

Shoo away the kicks

Kick back in my pad

Close the gap

Between gully and daper

In the dark

Sitting on soft seat

(illuminate my mind tonight)

Shadows flicker

As the wicker burns

On this candles light

Right dap

Night cap of gin and ice

The candle handles flame

To spark a Camel Light

I'm alone tonight

Again 

And that's just right

Gives me time to write 

Think I have the right to... 

Use the pen to fight back

The back-packing deamons

Latching on to cracks

Like barnacles on a humpbacks

Words are my form of attack

To force them back

So they can again slither into the cracks

And I can kick back and relax

Put on some wax

And fill my lungs

... And drink 

With something else that holds me back 

- by Lwazi T. Molepo