Umziyavuka

I have a choice or I had a choice? Believe me when you find time, endeavours got me hauling Like an innocent deer, I dare not stare at my fate. Time to take means of passion or is it? Who am I fooling or where am I going? Collision theory has got me smiling, Perseverance got me clicked at the end of the road. For who am I protecting? Or who am I playing for? Let alone I have established a trusted alliance with the blue books. Stoned my friends secrete to let them break their vows of truth. Cant visit my Mom cause she no longer intact with me Asked her to speak to me but she’s silent, The amount of pain I’ve installed in me keeps me From all the unknown out comes of this life. In trouble most of the time I fill. For only She has become my divided filling. Who am I to groom me? Am I old enough? Or was I transpired? It clear some of my memory was supressed. Only that could explain the shock absorption, only then Grazed many oceans to understa...

In the depth of KwaZulu-Natal an inspirational man was born, Samuel Nxele was born in 18 August 1993. He was given birth in Addington hospital located in Durban by his mother Mrs N.D Nxele. With a couple of siblings ahead of him as part of his family he began at age of 5 in 1999 schooling in Hlanganani primary school joining the pre-schoolers in the aim to feather grow his understanding his family saw his potential and transferred him to st’peters catholic school where he finished his basic level of education. His family resided in the heart of Durban at Musgrave road in Temba flats where his dad was the bread winner renting the building as his wife gave him a blessing of four children including Samuel. He feather grew his knowledge in the secondary school called kwavusumuzi high school in 2006 where he was separated from his family to live with his grandmother in the rural suburbs of Mandeni, where one can claim he found his true calling; he became one of the districts best kno...

I’m at the stand point of declaration, Reviewing the images on my wall. Playing the same song for hours, cause To me it hasn’t lost it tune as it escalates Round and round like the wheels of the car. I fill carried off to the destination, I’m keen to Arrive to. Spotted the swelling tumour of the walls Of recognition and I knew the quest had Sacrificed a lot of worries but in due Time they shall see the glory of the triumph I seek to hold in the chambers proclaimed to Carry red fluid only and red fluid they say! (I’ve) doesn’t exist when I’m drawn Like a sample cause to your precious Presents, I fill summoned like a servant of Time I prevail, for I shall to preview my Availability at the stands of time…. Expropriated the urban dwellers that Even the unsaved quest written in my concrete Variable known to mankind as thoughts, it shall Lift the emblem of dispassion cause I’m More than delivered in this post I am Keen to keep the re-creativity ...