My aunt Marilyn Nokwe in between the Darling Claire Johnston and Beulah Hashe and next to mama Beulah, the lovely Phumzile Ntuli. These are the wonderful and inspiring ladies that have taught me with their work, especially my aunt. I’ve been watching them all my life. I’ve watched my aunt perform & compose music. They have been in the industry, they fought the struggle with their music. Individually, my aunt has accomplished so much. It’s unbelievable at times. I’m proud.
Happy Birthday Dad! 59 it would’ve been❤️❤️ I love you!
Cape Town I miss you! ❤️💛
Beautiful day at DoubleShot in braamfontein. I loved the ice tea
My very first Audio Poem. Pure.
I’m marrying the moon
Declaring it mine
For all it’s beauty and all it’s shine
For me to see for eternity
My love complete for it beside me
For the moon, i’d fly up high
Across the lines that Neo defied
My third-eye, anti-fluoride
Across the skies of blue inclined
I would not dare stare at another
The little stars, I’d be their father
The milky way I once resided
In shall be my view, with dear old Isis
We’d stare and stare for long nights
And view the sun blaze so bright
And even though I would feel treason
I can’t complain for 1 good reason
She would not be
If dear old sun weren’t helping her breathe through her black lungs
I’d hear her ums & ums & ums
My heart would break: I could not be the life source that would cause her to breathe.
& so I’d sit in zero gravity
& see this would go on for eternity
& so I would come back home & every night she would be shown. I’d stare & love her from a distance. Tears fill my eyes and they would glisten.