Love yourself
Self Love
Do it
The ugly truth
We are clothed with knowledge passed down to us by our grandparents and parents, We are groomed with the word of God by our spiritual fathers, We are pampered with love received from our homes, What is it we seek from the oppressors that we don't have? Freedom and democracy, is nothing but a fantasy, … Continue reading The ugly truth
Dear Toxic People!
Walk out of that door you used to come into this life of mine, Leave with all the fantasies and lies that came with you Take your cold apologies, try put them in your heart Instead of being the dream, you chose to become the nightmare. A mistake I knew not to commit; yet I … Continue reading Dear Toxic People!
Whispers from a wounded heart
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
Dear Beautiful Being
Your presence radiates warmth and sunlight,You have the power to recharge the spirits of children, Families and strangers.Thank you for being an amazing black woman👑 La Nkosi
Gugu💖🌈
People may hate you for being different and not living according to the rules and standards set by the society. And it's okay, you weren't born to please them, You were destined for greatness, Your heart is pure, your aura is astounding Your presence is felt, Hence deep down,those who judge actually wish they had … Continue reading Gugu💖🌈
It’s okay to let go
Although you might feel an innate impulse to keep your toxic family member in your life, it’s important to understand that keeping a toxic person in your life will have damaging effects on your mental health. La Nkosi
An Innocent Cry
Generations before us and those that birthed us,experienced a whole lot of suffering and torture during the apartheid regime. With others trying to find ways as to wipe out flashbacks of the pain they had endured and the losses that had fallen upon them. Getting rid of such is impossible due to the permanent scars … Continue reading An Innocent Cry
The Painful Truth
A secret that I chose to keep, A secret that still haunts me, Something I vouched to die with With flashbacks so strong, You'd swear it's dejavu. When it happened, I myself could not believe it It was hard to accept, And much more harder to stay mum about it, As much as I wanted … Continue reading The Painful Truth
Help Save Us!
Child prostitution is being practiced everywhere, I have a problem with this and will cease to keep quiet! No one is allowed to violate a child of their rights! We cannot have our own mothers using us and our bodies to put food on the table, We are tired of being used as sex toys … Continue reading Help Save Us!
To those it may concern.
THE MEDIA IN OUR COUNTRY IS BIASED, ESPECIALLY A NUMBER OF NEWSROOMS AND MEDIA HOUSES. These people never cover the news we need to hear instead they tarnish the images of politicians and leaders, these newsrooms create false stories to attract more readers and to sell their newspapers, forgetting about the negative impact some of … Continue reading To those it may concern.
Black is beautiful.
When a black girl is happy with who she is and what she is, neither you or the society can change a thing about herBeing black isn't a curse as the oppressor paints us to be, instead we are magical and very much blessed.....
Rest In Peace Mkhulu
I hate losing people close to my heart, I feel as if I’m being tested and my faith is being played with. I hate losing people I love and care about, I feel as if s start losing that touch I thought I had. Mkhulu you were there from the very beginning, I fell in … Continue reading Rest In Peace Mkhulu
Dear Mother:
Before you take my life: I want to see the world and what it has for me I want see the world before it goes away, I want to experience a mother’s love, I want to drink warm milk from your breast, I hear the babies in heaven brag about this sweet milk I want … Continue reading Dear Mother:
An Open Letter:
When we speak of a troubled youth we aren’t referring to a bunch of depressed rascals When we speak of a depressed youth, we aren’t on about attention seekers When we speak of a youth that pushes ret we aren’t referring to a clique of terrorists When we acknowledge a hard working youth, we introduce … Continue reading An Open Letter:
La Nkosi Writes 