Mine is to filter out the rhetoric and propaganda, so that we children of the soil can form opinions based on logic and reason. Not through those summarized and scripted tales presented to us.
When he showed up she was on the verge of pulling a no show.A rebel who wanted nothing to do with that which she came from, was prevented from leaving.She whose eyes burn when fuming with rage,The one whose face turns red due to the fire that burns in her, whose mouth utters nothing but … Continue reading .
It is easy to smile and pretend as if all is well.. rather than to accept and admit the reality of my heart swelling up due to the loss of something I thought belonged to me... La Nkosi Writes I ignored the signs in the name of denial disguised as hope and found myself in … Continue reading Words of heartbreak 💔
Your approach scared me no lie but it left a mark,A dreadful pain that left a permanent stain,Like a roach I creepy crawled away, went into hidingCause you came across as binding,A spirit which seemed pure but was actually possessive,You grew aggressive and the damage was massive,I decided to build a fence of thorns with … Continue reading Whispers from a wounded heart
La Nkosi Writes 