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• The Death of Karma

  Posted: May 31, 2010, 5:34 pm by cerealinabox

  They announced it on radio,
  We laughed and hugged,
  The children, naked,
  Jumped and clapped,
  
  Women, sagged breasts,
  Raised their hands in prayer,
  Men smiled long creaky smiles,
  Smiles we had forgotten,
  Ululations as we lined up for food.
  
  They brought it in trucks,
  White heavy tortoises with red flags,
  Crawling in a single file,
  Farting clouds of dust,
  The children jumped and clapped.
  
  It came in spasm,
  Biting stomachs,
  Painful unbearable spasms,
  The children writhed and squirmed,
  Till their bodies went silent,
  
  Limp bodies,
  Lifeless eyes,
  Pools of diarrhea and vomit,
  A whole village went silent,
  But for babies crying for breasts.
  
  They heard it from a minister,
  They hatched and drew,
  Easy money,
  Last years rotting harvest,
  
  They laughed and toasted,
  Dreaming of cheques,
  Zeroes interrupted by commas
  
  The world watched as karma died
  
  
  ………...CerealiNaBoX…©2010

• Untitled

  Posted: May 27, 2010, 6:22 pm by cerealinabox

  I will take my seat,
  
  
  Sit at the corner by myself,
  
  Nobody will see me,
  
  And I won’t see anybody,
  
  
  
  
  
  I will take out a notebook,
  
  Silently write down my thoughts,
  
  Nobody will disturb me,
  
  I will disturb nobody,
  
  
  
  I will shut out the noises of the world,
  
  As the pen draws my heart,
  
  Nobody will see what I write,
  
  I won’t let anybody read my thoughts
  
  
  
  I will close my eyes in pain,
  
  And a tear will blot the paper,
  
  Nobody will see me try to wipe it off,
  
  They won’t find out why there are smudges on my pages
  
  
  
  I will sit there silently,
  
  Mute to the world,
  
  The world silent on me…
  
  
  
  Then someone will come,
  
  Touch my shoulder and ask,
  
  “Hey, what's wrong?”
  
  
  
  And I will wipe my eyes with the back of my hand,
  
  And raise my face to them,
  
  I will force a smile and say,
  
  “Nothing, am okay”
  
  
  
  She will smile at me
  
  And I back at her,
  
  Then and only then
  
  Shall I be okay

• When am in Love

  Posted: May 24, 2010, 2:08 am by cerealinabox

  When am in love
  
  
  Am really in love
  
  And I mean cliché soap opera kind of in love
  
  
  
  I spend hours on my bed,
  
  Thinking of her,
  
  and when am done, hours more thinking about thinking of her,
  
  
  
  When am in love I fantasize,
  
  stupid cliché fantasies,
  
  of a ripped shirtless six pack me,
  
  and a swoon every time she sees me,
  
  
  
  I think if making her happy,
  
  And it makes me happy,
  
  I imagine her smiling,
  
  And it makes me smile.
  
  
  
  When am in love
  
  I write poems,
  
  poems about what I do when am in love,
  
  
  
  I want to call her every morning
  
  Just to ask if she had nightmares
  
  coz maybe she would sleep better,
  
  Knowing I will be there in the morning,
  
  
  
  When am in love am not me,
  
  Am just in love,
  
  But I have only loved once,
  
  And that’s the only way I know how.
  
  
  
  ………...CerealiNaBoX…©2010
  
  Sunday, May 23, @6am

• Halt brother, halt sister!!Your passes ...

  Posted: May 21, 2010, 11:54 pm by DMP

  Halt brother, halt sister!!
  
  Your passes and lineage assess
  
  All these in order to gain access
  
  For the land of Malkhoza is guarded
  
  By giants with similar axes
  
  
  
  From your ancestor
  
  To the current descendants
  
  Name them and where they tenant
  
  Shout our grandmother’s name in pride
  
  Let the guards know
  
  Who hunted for you’re loin hide
  
  For the land of malkhoza is Guarded
  
  By giants axes tall and defiant
  
  
  
  Unfasten your sandals
  
  In the shrine or you’ll cause scandals
  
  We don’t like that here
  
  The giants handle the rascals
  
  Hand in your shield and spear
  
  Only warriors shall instill fear
  
  Yes, it’s harsh but you’re a stranger
  
  And with the rules you must bear
  
  For the land has been dear
  
  To us, to spit don’t yo0u dare?
  
  For the land of malkhoza is guarded
  
  By giants with axes to spare none
  
  
  
  Tighten your loin clothe
  
  So it is women at end month
  
  To soil the earth is death
  
  Death, the symbol of a new birth
  
  We know the load is mammoth
  
  But you are strangers
  
  The least we want is havoc
  
  So remember, this is no oath
  
  But the land of malkhoza is guarded
  
  By giants axes long strong more you can fathom
  
  
  
  Will you settle in malkhoza?
  
  Or you are just passing through?
  
  If so where will you live?
  
  If so how long will you be?
  
  Do you wish to trade to malkhoza?
  
  Or will you buy wares in mallkhoza?
  
  If so where are your wares?
  
  If so shall you pay taxes?
  
  
  
  These are the ways of malkhoza
  
  As agreed by our forefathers
  
  The giants that protect others
  
  So, Halt brother! Halt sister!
  
  Your passes and lineage assess
  
  All these in order to gain access
  
  For the land of malkhoza is guarded
  
  By …………..!!

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