TSHEGOFATSO BOLTON MAGAELA

TSHEGOFATSO BOLTON MAGAELA

FADE

Why then do I cry when pains?

Where then do I run to be saved?

Who then do I blame for my fade?

How then do I say it is great?

For my fade to be seen as a date

still true for my death it is pain Feel free it is warm it is lame

For my joy to be seen it is caged

True love never came to my same

Right now it is pain it is paid How the hell do I laugh when it rains

When my fade is dry in the lane

Fool who, for you to be great?

It is life it is great for the lames

Who am I to talk for the grave because still I will be its game

Till then I will cry to be saved For my soul to be touched to be tamed

Hope then will come in my days

Otherwise it's a wish and I am lame.

SUICIDAL MADNESS

I can't I tried I failed,

I sought I found I lost,

I saw I said and sang

but still I cried my lungs.

The grave I made I dug

My soul I lost it cost,

Lame is, I am done

for I am rough and cut

One step is pain and plain,

My thoughts are more and mute

They build and shout and crash

My all is gone

My whole is lost and done,

It's weight I felt and fled

My sin is death I own,

I fought I lost I bled and smiled,

To you my joy was fake

My all was wrong and squeezed

My death, okay it's my fault,

I agree it's true am gone.

PLAIN PAIN

There's a heavy pain on top of my joy,

Little room nails scratching my whole,

All of me helpless and hopeless,

The goal was joy now in the goal mouth there's sore, Necessity to comprehend the whole thing

is no more appealing to my present.

How old am I to be fooled?

How long from now will it take to appeal to be true?

Yesterday I wasn't perfect but real in the mud

Now I appear to be but fake in the cart,

Who is fooling who I wonder? Who else shall say it louder than I?

The present seem to be unkind

And my kind seem to be non present,

Who am I to follow joy

When it's none in me in secret?

Who am I to laugh to the jokes of reality

when they are not at all?

Who am I to judge human nature with an eye

that see far closer than nowhere?

There's a walk for me to take

I realised, there's a lot at stake

Alone with me and me

I yell and yelp in silence Releasing each drop for joy to be found

Never the less there's none to be for I to smile.

T.B Magaela.

COUNTRY: South Africa

NATIONALITY: South African

PLACE: Pretoria.