They stand with their heads buried in the sky,
Watching with amazement creatures of the sky,
Through their broken eye that weep.
Of the joys the city could not keep
Their great bodies full of emptiness,
Due to crime and street roughness.
They look at the greed of the past,
They wish they could creep to the past
They listen to the sound of the gun,
They cry and wish they could run.
Then the evening falls slowly,
The sound, men, trains, cars die slowly,
The sound, drunk,whores, guns, rise surely.
Bang another eye is smashed,
Bang another car gets smashed.
The late and lonely get scared,
They cry and pray they be spared.
The great Yester-arts look down in tears,
Wishing someone could hear their fears.
They came with a habit that was rude,
They came with a method that was crude.
Full was the day when all was cool,
Fool was he came here to crook.
Just another day in Johanessburg!
Just another day in South Africa!
Young Forever:
Today!
Another year in your life.
May you open your eyes
And see the signs of victory.
May you open your ears
And hear the song of victory.
Be young forever, forever young.
Today!
Another year in your life.
May you stand up
And face the challenges of life.
May you sit
On all obstacles of progress.
Be young forever, forever young
Today!
Another year in your life.
May you be an achiever
And not a receiver.
May you be an independant
And not a dependant.
Be young forever, forever young.
Today!
Another year in your life.
May you be victorious forever
May you be progressive forever
May you be an achiever forever
May you be independent forever
May you be youthful forever
Young forever, forever young.
The Rain:
We sailed the field with careful strokes.
Right in the paths of meandering stoves
The folding fields of endless straws
Reflecting rays of wondrous skies
Cloudy glitterings above the plants
Proudly we moved across as planned
The lovely skies began to change
The more we closed the grounds at range
The peaceful ones of heavens roared
The peaceless ones of us got scared
Took shade under the roof off pour
At last the rain began to pour
Ambition:
Higher, higher we will fly
Above the edge of victory sky
May our names live through time
Be told in the story of time
Deeper, deeper we will sail
Into the sea great people fail
To rip the knowledge there may be
Become great people we may be
Further, further let us toil
Into the mines of knowledge
Greater, greater let us coil
And make great minds of knowledge
Wait of Waits::
My --.
Do not know what to call you,
Still my heart weeps,
my feelings mourn,
passion sweeps through me
like boats glide across the sea,
What did I do wrong?; I wonder
I have had a very long wait.
An endless Wait
A life of Wait,
A wait full of Boredom
How I wish today was just Alfa.
I sit in front of my computer to work,
My mind derails,
My mind unveils,
My mind wanders,
My mind wonders,
All I think of, is you. WHERE ARE YOU? IT HURTS
Hail Angel:
Hail Angel,
The comforter of Libido,
We climb the mountain with same heartbeats,
We toil and spoil together,
We explore, exploit all crevices.
Gradually mounts the pitch of the peak,
Gradually we approach the Cresendo
Then the sound of sweating knees,
Then the drops of salty rain.
We grap and clap with gripping hands.
We guess and gasp as unity
The inner stream within us boils,
To the bridge of Explosion.
Energy flows in successive expirations.
Gradually the pitch demounts,
As we approach the Demuendo.
It was a dance only rabbits know,
It was a dance, swept man away,
And brought the beast in him aware.