how did he move
what colour was his rage
why is that it's him that I  ask of
who is he who lays now side by side with trash
his shape and form lost in that hate fueled fire
body cooked in pieces
it's a friends foe who blew his brains out
it was no magnum - thats and fast quick
he blew him with a harmer
a few blows for good measure
proceeded to insert down his lovely heart
a sharp stainless steel dagger
a dagger that was a knife a moment ago
cutting finely through ginger and chilli
a meal he will never get to eat
He was of the clever type
he was my nephew
and he loved that we shared
a name and a few ways round the field
sure would have been nice to have known him more
he is a dead mystery now
lost to time
connected by space.
lala kahle mfana wam
umoya omubi ngeke uphumelele

Ngibuhlungu
Zonke izizwe
zisibukela phansi
Kanti nathi nabaholi bethu
sibambhisene ngokuzicikela phansi
Koze kube nini
isimo sethu sinje
izingane zethu ziyolenzani
lelifa lokufa