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You know the truth. what do you see?
Time has frozen
Lost in the darkest of nights
About to explode into a million bloody pieces
The world is surrounded by a fog of confusion
Born into a meaningless world
That seems to grow older and older and is about to die.
Behold the setting of the sun,the passing away of all things.
Mourn for you children,oh ye nations.

Surrounded by multitudes of the people who
Do not see what you see
You option? Numb the vision, be like them
Replace dreadlocks with wigs
The lords prayer with meaningless proverbs
Drink and be merry.

So you wonder in the darkness like the rest of them
Dying with every breath you take
You wonder why you are suffocating
The truth hunts you.
You shall know the truth…your option?
numb the vision.
Behold the coming of the son.

melodrama

A poem i wrote trying to explain what i think about love..love is ...GODLY..therefore unconditional...all else just plain old infactuation...drama



Its ecstasy
I go so high I touch the moon.
Head over hills. A flood of emotions
Riding a wave of mind-blowing fantasy
I seem to drown, then I’m floating.
Then back again to get a fix.

Words of utter complicity flows
I’m wrapped around, in slaved by it
Beauty defined, pure perfection.
Back to the garden of Eden when
woman knew man.
I cannot be quenched.

Meaning of life. Could it be?
That it is this, this sea of emotions.
Could it be that
You have defined love?
This overwhelming sensation. ooh!

Time is strange .for like water it washes
away misconceptions.

When fantasy turns to be reality
When your feet touches the ground
When Eve is not perfect
When Adam is human

What remains after the shaken?
Could this be love?

Palesa Leshoedi

Step Out

So they say who are you?
Who are you to want to be different?
To strive for self-realization when the notions
Of the world has placed a tag on what it is to be Great.

So they say who are you?
Who are you to step out of the gutter that has inslaved
The human race for decades. that has caused men and
Women with great capacity to die empty unquenched life’s

who are you to loosing the shackles that limits your soul
From sowing beyond the limitations of the sky.
To reach for infinity.

Who are you to sing with are rhythm unfamiliar to the average mind?
Who are you to be silent when fools speak?
Who are you to speak when Silence echo’s?

My brothers and sisters, we are who we are.
Made in the form of the almighty, made not to fit
In , made not to be what others are.
Too profound for fakeness.
We are.