Only Whisper

Only W h i s p e r my name when you awake. I will f-o-l-l-o-w your voice. © Siki Dlanga

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“The Flag Salute” by Esther Popel

"Flag Salute" by Esther Popel "I pledge allegiance to the flag" They dragged him naked Through the muddy streets, A feeble-minded black boy! And the charge? Supposed assault Upon an aged woman! "Of the United States of America" One mile they dragged him Like a sack of meal, A rope around his neck, A bloody…

American Foods to Avoid

Well, we all know that American chocolate is nothing to write home about but at least it won't kill you.   There's also that "muffin" or scone Americans have with their barbecue or braai in South African language. What happened to good old bread rolls? No my friends! You'll be having a good braai and…

Washington DC in 2019

WASHINGTON seems promising this year. Today was magical. Sometimes you just find your people and begin to collaborate. Sometimes, it works the first time as if you have been in conversation for a life-time. Nothing lost in translation. Today was magic. I am excited and hope-filled. While we were busy discussing our exciting plans, a…

What is my Name?

I could write a whole poetry book about names. I wasn't meaning to write another one... but naturally... here it goes.   What is my name? My name is a plea from my ancestors to God It is an offering It is a declaration It is a refusal to surrender It is about tomorrow It…

Thanksgiving

Though we bleed Though we have been terrorized Though land has been stripped from beneath our feet Though the cattle are gone from our kraals Though the men have become tools for mining Though women carry other women's children on their backs Though the stolen African has not been returned to her village Though the…

Butterfly poem

Beauty is a butterfly. Spinning towards its own direction, Surfing on the waves of the breeze. Ever fluttering and fussing over whatever catches its eye. Teasing the passerby but most importantly, Flirting with the rays of the sun. Where have you seen it fight for an audience? Ever delighting, ever dancing under God's unwavering smile.…