I knew i was a man

I knew that i was a man,
when i realised the mistakes I've done during my childhood and even during my boyhood
i went back and i apologised to people I've wronged, and begged for forgiveness, and I also forgave, made right to things i could, i confessed even though it risked alot of me
i took a decision that i would never repeat those mistakes even those of my father and friends.
i felt very closed with the Lord after the journey
i did what i felt it was right and harmed no one

i knew that i was a man after my ''grandmother'' said so to me

IGAZI EPHEPHENI

Ipeni lami likhale igazi phezukwe phepha kwalunga isizwe ngalekokuwa kwamaqhawe,lafunga,ladweba udaba oludida amadoda ngendida edabula imizwa engakhafuleki,kwazalwa inkondlo emnkantsha obomvu njenge ndlondlo enophaphu enkanda,ngalo leligazi lepeni nephepha angikwazanga ukuphimisela kodwa kuze ubone uceba kwesifungo zeyifundo zami ila kungibizile ukuthi phezukwenyembezi zamadoda ngilobe uthando lwethu ukuze mawungikhalisa wazi ukushisa kwazo,kugijime ibhola lepeni phezukwephepha imbongi zakhomba ukukhanya kwazalwa imicabango ecocekile eyenze lanetha nangaphansi kwetshe.Kaloku iyo endithetha ngayo imibongo endithuma kwelabasendulelayo,sisithethe kude kududi
inyezane,sihamba sifuduka sigawula sikhangela siyimbongi zosiba nomthonyana sivusa esakwantu ukuthi singayoleli,sithi imbongi esiyichana zigobe kuthi ingcali.Thina sibabhele ipeni lakhala igazi phezu kwephepha sasho salunga isizwe

An embacile

victimised by lust of the two who left me wondering with an innocent smile in a dust bin
thats why i kept on going backing digging the coz it formed part of my home that the two awarded me

my future was writen in the dust and the winds felt no sympathy thats why it blew it away
shaded by those shading of their skin that they shed to shade my past to haunt my future
And thoughts remain surpassing reasoning for no one answered my questions but instead they wipe tears on smiling faces instead of healing my pain
look, my father was further there and he's better there coz i dont need him here but wait........
cultures and religions clashing and melting on my hand for none have given me food to make me a man
i have made discision to go back to the land of the fallen ones but there are voices harassing my journey
i am a boy to little boys because i have lost the taste of education
building, digging trenches, because i was never a son to a father, he was further and he's better there coz i dont need him here
counting stars in roofless shelter,sleepless nights, hated to be me ,i longed to be there
i spoke in languages that only my feelings could interpret the painful moments
rainy days in town grinding my teeth
sunny days pounding my shovel and pik
an embacile, just visualise his funeral


*safe and rested in the arms of the Lord*

The final hour

I am the son above the sun, greater than the angels for they have never seen a sin, I have conquered temptations, trials and tribulations that have defeated your forefathers, my brothers you are the witness of these wonders. My journey reveals dexterity within the pastures of my destiny, unfortunately, I fought to be, and yes you were also meant to see through the eyes of the one above whose majesty is beyond liars of lame sires, through the fires of the evil ones you lost, you lost bieng

Close our eyes and pray for the next hour not to be sour on you as children of Grace from my father

What ever you want to do and your conscience seem to betray you, ask yourself if your mum was going to be proud of your action,

be aware of losing your faith in exchange of lies in the finale hour.

My voice is a revelation from ancient Ephesians to my Nguni salvation which was mistaken therefore mis-taken between cultures and rituals

You are living in the rhythm of the beginning of the second time, im here to remind you that the dark our is here

I am the son above the sun