It was killing me
To know
That I meant so little to you
But now
It's killing me
To know
That you know that I cared

My heart beats
For you
Like the
Sound beats
Of an African
Drummer
Beating the
Drum
With his
Heart and soul
Putting all
Sweat
Into it
For out
Of love
Every beat
Comes..............

The big
Giant serpent
Is still chocking Africa
To a slow
But imminent death
It can not be denied
We are not progressing,
Giant snakes
Take life from us
Our politicians do nothing
But telling lies
Saying
"We are all good"
As if Africa is ever free,
They are being used
As shields
That distort the true events,
We can not be free
Unless we see
The binding snake,
Afrika wake up

Taetso Jojo.

4am
Darkest Hour
Before Dawn,
Everything is Still
The Universe Asleep
But I'm Wide Awake,
I Hear No Sounds
But Only The Sound
Of My Heart Beat
Beating In Agony,
Whenever I Try to close
My Eyes
All I See Is Memories
Of You
And The History
We Share,
A Happy One
To You
A Painful One
To Me,
And
So I Decided
To Pay My Journal
A Visit,
Play With Ink
Cos That's Where I Find
Sympathy,
It is Not What You Said
But What You Never Said
Tearing Me Apart,
I Always Knew
You'd One Day Leave
And Had Made Peace
With It,
I Just Thought
At least I Was Entitled
To A Goodbye
But.......No
You Never Said It
You Just Left.....
And.....
Now I'm Torn.....

© 2016
Taetso Jojo.