Like tears I was born

Falling more times
More times than I could even remember.
Can you remember as a member in this lifetime journey mu friend?

So young and helpless
So weak and wicked
By evil of devil.
Dirty deed binds
Never fall, like fallen hope, coz am not a cope member holding membership my dear friend.
Like tears I was born.

Took me seconds
To build nor opening up farrows on my chins.
My xhins so soft like sophisticated good
Sweet and sour tears falling,
My eyes acheing
And blowing unspoken seens and seeds of unspoken words prevail.
Like tears I was born.

Not so modelic
Modeling on the dirty misty streets like main street of mainstain my friend.
Like tears I was born

Today am so sensational
No more emotions
Nor emotional world of wonder Thuwonder
From wonderland
In Sunderland
No wonder they wonder
Coz I never fall on those dirty misty streets in King Sibanda Miranda Memoranda.
Like tears I was born

By Bulelani Happyboy Mbanya

Voices on my sleep

I could hear voices
Sent in format,
Infact format of invoices.
Voices of whisperes of the simple dark night
Dark cloud forming.
Voices of the night.

Creation,
With motion
Of black motion
Lotion well spreaded
Whisperes producing productivity of confusion
No revolution
From revolutionaries
Whisper's dictionary online, for whisperd words of human dimensions.
Voices of the simple dark night whispers my friend.

Feel so heart broken
So broke inside wish you could see my soul sorrounded by shame.
Whisperes of the night
Stole the last happiness of decades I had.
So sad for me.

By Bulelani Happyboy Mbanya

Death in happiness

Shocking matter
For those who matter happiness matters.
Illness of nature
In human vocab.
Death in happiness.

Little paradise
Distracted by assassination, inhailed
by wicked victims
Happily engaged
Married, relationships
In danger of facing death
in happiness my friend.

we were so happy
So inlove
While we alive.
So alive in our lives
In days of our lives
Death in happiness occurred my sweetheart.

We facing death in daily basis likedaily bread.
No wonder we die daily
Because we fear the death more than the almighty, the magnifier
Amplifier. We say fire with his name
But fail to respect him
Forget him when we happy.
Death in happiness

As we smell death
We turn to worship him
Like never before
Oh! No God please us
Those are words of cries
When we feel and fear the pain in sail no bail.
Death in happiness.

Death overcast our happined and dent the love of affection.
Inditenction no attention
Happiness fade away my friend, death in happiness my dear friend.

By Bulelani Happy Boy Mbanya

Death
The thief of human
Thief of soul
Thief of human dimension
I mension these intention
As my body so tense
Like present tense
In sentence with past tense.
Death the thief of human lives.

No shame
No pain
No humanity
No tolerance
Never wait to steal
Never think twice to omitt
With mission of omission
Subjected in sediments of evil deeds
Death the thief of human dimension.

Death death death
On day I'll  strange you
When we meet.
Where there will be no one
But only you and me on judgement day, you are a ripper
A snatcher  so smashed
Like mash potato.
Death death death
One day will be you and me

By Bulelani Happyboy Mbanya

Tears of unsettled soul

Flowing of my tears
Creating river streams
Of tears from red sea.
Tears shores full of dirty deeds
Soul so restless.

The Empire state of happiness in jeopardy
Sweetness became bitternes of ingredients
Of these dirty deeds.
My soul so restless
In this empty body
Sweating inside.

Tiredness of untidy
Mindset glimpsing
Collapsing, relocation of happy days to sadness.
My soul so restless.

I see no right
But wrongs rings
All over my space
And am unable
To hear the rights of ringing bells of heaven.

So young and ambitious
So young and heavenly sent, to conquer.
Consistency motivated by inner peace of mind.
Inspired by past experience.
My soul so restless.

By Bulelani Happyboy Mbanya

UNTHINKABLE

so true to be good
As it was true.
Truly my soul
Almost visited my uncestors for good.
Oh! So unthinkable.

Never thought of such horrible, satanic event happening to me.
But eventually happened
As it was unexpected
Unfortunately unthinkable occurred my dearest friend.

Event of life
Like a wake of death.
I shouldn't be alive
If the mighty warrior was sleeping. Due to his presence and being awake all dail long
I am alive and sweet,
So sweet like a candy tops.
Nor jelly totts.
So unthinkable event
Happened after wake of death.

Today I'm so sweet
Sweeter than honey
Satisfying as chocolate
In chocolate lovers desires.
So unthinkable event occurred while I was awake, not asleep my dearest friend.

By Bulelani Happyboy Mbanya

Liquor Slave

No Mondays
nor Fridays.
Drinking from Monday
to Friday. As we like
liquor from Monday to Friday.
We are  liquor slaves.

We have became slavery in our lives
as we drinking nor eating alcohol
like our daily bread.
We are slave a liquor slaves.
Lucky Dube once composed such a song
that we thought might change the Nation
but our people never changed
instead they became worse.

Waking up, working and work for liquor stores
Shebeens, taverns sportsbars and night clubs
Are the better places where you find,
young one's and old one's in daily basis.
Pay days, Friday are the times where familes
welcoming severe stresses.

Old women keep praying as they hearing
voices and fading of cries during the middle of the night.
Massive increase in hospital's admissions
wards full of young and the old one's.
High blood pressure rise from death in old human systems.
oh! we have became liquor slaves.

Boys and girls on the street corners
begging for R2's and R1's
buggers around the township shops
increasing on daily basis.
Turning against our blossoming future
Sun fading away.
Shadow of the dark cloud
taking over as we turned against our future.
Liquor salve we are liquor slave.

By Bulelani Happyboy Mbanya