Not a day goes by, without me thinking of You...
Miles apart I know we are ..but the distance doesn't matter to me...
I sooo want to call you but what will I say when you answer...
Words are forming in my head, trying to think of something....
'' I...''
I what...? You will ask...
'' I Love...''
You love what...?? You'll ask once more...
''You ''
I love You and I never stopped loving you ever since the day you left me...
You left because I let you leave...
I was stupid!
I was out of my mind!!
I wanna hear your sweet,sweet voice.
I wanna look into your beautiful eyes..
I wanna touch your soft skin...
I wanna feel you all over and more...
I want you back! Because I deserve another chance..
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
BAM
BAM!
A shot goes off
We look at each other
Not a word uttered
You look at me
A thousand questions running through my mind
WHY?
You slump to the floor with a thud
Life flowing from your eyes
Blood spilling from your chest
SHOCKED!
I stand there frozen to the spot
A sputter, a twitch... DEAD.
Gun still in your hand, your body, lifeless...
Your memories fade...
SILENCE.
A shot goes off
We look at each other
Not a word uttered
You look at me
A thousand questions running through my mind
WHY?
You slump to the floor with a thud
Life flowing from your eyes
Blood spilling from your chest
SHOCKED!
I stand there frozen to the spot
A sputter, a twitch... DEAD.
Gun still in your hand, your body, lifeless...
Your memories fade...
SILENCE.
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Staring at my phone right now,
Waiting for the screen to light up,
Patiently waiting... For a reply,
for an answer,
something anything...
Beep phone BEEP!!
Nothing,
Quiet,
Dark,
My heavy breathing and my heart beating is all I can hear....
A drunk mosquito, zings near by, also waiting patiently.
Finally, a beep,
Light,
Hope...
You answered.
Good night, you say, I love you.
Status Offline.
I sigh deeply,
At least you don't sound angry..
I hope...
Waiting for the screen to light up,
Patiently waiting... For a reply,
for an answer,
something anything...
Beep phone BEEP!!
Nothing,
Quiet,
Dark,
My heavy breathing and my heart beating is all I can hear....
A drunk mosquito, zings near by, also waiting patiently.
Finally, a beep,
Light,
Hope...
You answered.
Good night, you say, I love you.
Status Offline.
I sigh deeply,
At least you don't sound angry..
I hope...
Ashes and dust
Ashes and dust...
Everything burned to the ground,
all that's left is ashes and dust,
ashes and dust....
the sad part is neither you or me started the fire but now all our dreams and hopes have gone up in smoke....
all we have now is charred memories....
Ashes and dust.
Everything burned to the ground,
all that's left is ashes and dust,
ashes and dust....
the sad part is neither you or me started the fire but now all our dreams and hopes have gone up in smoke....
all we have now is charred memories....
Ashes and dust.
Remarkable
Fellow South Africans, this is a call to all the sour, negative, insecure people across the country who have today expressed their discontent at the treatment Vuyo Mbulo has received today [Friday]. For you who felt that it was unnecessary for the SABC to broadcast the funeral service of Vuyo Mbuli, who felt that He was just an ordinary citizen and did not deserve for the national flag to fly at half mast, who felt that the attention He received was reserved for dignitaries because you felt that He was just a news reader, just a radio presenter and just an ordinary citizen.
He was more than just that to most of us, He was more than just that to some, He was more than just that to His family and friends, Vuyo Mbuli was a remarkable person. He was a Hero to many South Africans, in a time when we have almost none.
We as South Africans are so used to switching on our televisions, listening to the radio, reading the newspaper and all we hear and see is crime, corruption and sickness, our daily lives are flooded with bad news but every single morning one man reminded us that there is still some good in South Africa, one man who gave us a reason to smile. Vuyo was one of the few great South Africans who strived to make this country better and therefore we celebrate him.
Feel free to pack your bags because we need less people like you and more people like Vuyo who spread hope, who can unite and inspire people across all color lines, backgrounds, believes and class.
To you who feel that it would have been a waste for SABC to have broadcasted his funeral service, just know that to many South Africans that was the only way to see their Icon, their Hero, their Mr.hey tada and their only way to bid him farewell in the same manner in which they came to know him. Just take five seconds and ask yourself if you can deem another not worthy, what makes you worthy?
So maybe you guys are right, maybe Vuyo Mbuli didn’t deserve the tribute but we gave him that recognition because despite our differences for one hour every morning we all had one thing in common…
To his family, thank you for sharing him with us,
to the SABC, thank for presenting him to us,
and to God, thank you for lending him to us.
So to the man who lit up our homes every morning with his bright smile and his awesome personality and his fun sense of humor, I say thank you for being brave, passionate, extraordinary and most of all for being You.
Your voice has fallen silent but the legacy you left lives on in each one of us…
VUYO MBULI…SHARP, SHARP.
By: Eric Kok
He was more than just that to most of us, He was more than just that to some, He was more than just that to His family and friends, Vuyo Mbuli was a remarkable person. He was a Hero to many South Africans, in a time when we have almost none.
We as South Africans are so used to switching on our televisions, listening to the radio, reading the newspaper and all we hear and see is crime, corruption and sickness, our daily lives are flooded with bad news but every single morning one man reminded us that there is still some good in South Africa, one man who gave us a reason to smile. Vuyo was one of the few great South Africans who strived to make this country better and therefore we celebrate him.
Feel free to pack your bags because we need less people like you and more people like Vuyo who spread hope, who can unite and inspire people across all color lines, backgrounds, believes and class.
To you who feel that it would have been a waste for SABC to have broadcasted his funeral service, just know that to many South Africans that was the only way to see their Icon, their Hero, their Mr.hey tada and their only way to bid him farewell in the same manner in which they came to know him. Just take five seconds and ask yourself if you can deem another not worthy, what makes you worthy?
So maybe you guys are right, maybe Vuyo Mbuli didn’t deserve the tribute but we gave him that recognition because despite our differences for one hour every morning we all had one thing in common…
To his family, thank you for sharing him with us,
to the SABC, thank for presenting him to us,
and to God, thank you for lending him to us.
So to the man who lit up our homes every morning with his bright smile and his awesome personality and his fun sense of humor, I say thank you for being brave, passionate, extraordinary and most of all for being You.
Your voice has fallen silent but the legacy you left lives on in each one of us…
VUYO MBULI…SHARP, SHARP.
By: Eric Kok
Long distance
It didn't seem to far in the beginning
Heck!! I Didn't care as long I was with you.
All that mattered was,
You,
Me,
Us.
Nothing could go wrong.
I was intoxicated with your love
Completely addicted to you...
Then the calls became fewer
The text were shorter...
Suddenly I would wake and the first thing on my mind wouldn't be you.
I could go a day, two days without hearing your voice...
And as I lay here typing this letter I can't stop thinking how did we lose touch...
The distance between us is much longer that I thought.
We wait
The bus is late.
We wait...
On the sidewalk,
On the pavement
We wait...
Excitement turns to resentment
Cheery smiles now impatient frawns.
We wait
Standing,
Sitting
Impatience growing,
Anger slowly filling the hot air
Annoyed whispers.
Heads turning left and right.
Just a few more minutes,
Just a little longer...
The bus is late,
All we can do is
WAIT...
We wait...
On the sidewalk,
On the pavement
We wait...
Excitement turns to resentment
Cheery smiles now impatient frawns.
We wait
Standing,
Sitting
Impatience growing,
Anger slowly filling the hot air
Annoyed whispers.
Heads turning left and right.
Just a few more minutes,
Just a little longer...
The bus is late,
All we can do is
WAIT...
Life goes on
A sad jazz note playing in background...
I sat in a dark corner starring at my sorrows slowly drowning in the half empty glass,
People laughing and talking excitedly.
Silhouettes dancing on the floor.
A flashback,
A memory from yesterday
The deeper I look into the bottom of the glass the clearer I see...
You were happy, we were so great...
We never thought that day would come
Until it did.
Bags packed, you stood there in doorway, mind made up and ready leave...
We looked at each other, no one spoke, suddenly all the time we ever spent together was gone...
Forever.
The love,
The passion,
The hope...
I swallowed all the sadness, got up and left...
Life goes on.
I sat in a dark corner starring at my sorrows slowly drowning in the half empty glass,
People laughing and talking excitedly.
Silhouettes dancing on the floor.
A flashback,
A memory from yesterday
The deeper I look into the bottom of the glass the clearer I see...
You were happy, we were so great...
We never thought that day would come
Until it did.
Bags packed, you stood there in doorway, mind made up and ready leave...
We looked at each other, no one spoke, suddenly all the time we ever spent together was gone...
Forever.
The love,
The passion,
The hope...
I swallowed all the sadness, got up and left...
Life goes on.
When you are no more
And when you are no more some will come to undress you,
they will point out your flaws,
they will say he was but just a man,nothing and no one extraordinary,
to them you were just
but to the ones you loved and lived with, you were everything.
As you pass on through the valley of death remember this.
Those who loved you will live on and remember your greatness,
Those who despised you will live on and forget your name...
You lived for the ones who loved you and that's what matters most.
they will point out your flaws,
they will say he was but just a man,nothing and no one extraordinary,
to them you were just
but to the ones you loved and lived with, you were everything.
As you pass on through the valley of death remember this.
Those who loved you will live on and remember your greatness,
Those who despised you will live on and forget your name...
You lived for the ones who loved you and that's what matters most.
Without you
Everyday without you Is meaningless
Every hour going ticking by feels like an eternity of anguish...
I do not hear the birds chirping anymore,
I do not see the sun shining bright,
I do not smell the fresh morning air,
Everything seems bland and tasteless...
I'm stuck in yesterday, because today is just not worth it without you.
Every hour going ticking by feels like an eternity of anguish...
I do not hear the birds chirping anymore,
I do not see the sun shining bright,
I do not smell the fresh morning air,
Everything seems bland and tasteless...
I'm stuck in yesterday, because today is just not worth it without you.
Waiting, Wishing, Hoping
Can't stop crying,
Thinking about you,
Thoughts running through my mind,
Brief flashes of you...
The good times,
The bad times,
Us, together...
The clock slowly ticking on the wall, I'm stuck in forever.
I'm just sitting here staring at the screen,
Waiting,
Wishing,
Hoping,
For a reply that may never come,
Yet I try because I know you still love me too...
Thinking about you,
Thoughts running through my mind,
Brief flashes of you...
The good times,
The bad times,
Us, together...
The clock slowly ticking on the wall, I'm stuck in forever.
I'm just sitting here staring at the screen,
Waiting,
Wishing,
Hoping,
For a reply that may never come,
Yet I try because I know you still love me too...
Someone else
I have something to confess,
I have fallen in love with someone else,
Someone who says they love me back,
Someone who treats me right,
Someone who's there for me
and who cares for me ,
Someone who listens to me
and who understands me,
Someone who makes me smile
and makes me feel good,
Someone you used to be.
I have fallen in love with someone else,
Someone who says they love me back,
Someone who treats me right,
Someone who's there for me
and who cares for me ,
Someone who listens to me
and who understands me,
Someone who makes me smile
and makes me feel good,
Someone you used to be.
Mellow taste of Melville
Life on 3rd - Melville.
My stay at the guest house is just great, the service is exceptional and the staff is friendly, it's quite and relaxed here, everyone minds there own business. My kind of place.
This is a completely different world, even from Joburg itself the moment you enter Melville, you realise that it's a little world of its own. Even taking a taxi is a new experience, there's just a very different feeling maybe it was me having to make a downwards sign to stop a taxi. R10 takes you to your preferred destination and there is no assistant so you communicate directly to the driver. Just never ask for directions because you will get lost for sure, I passed the garage and must have turned left 3 times already going in circles but couldn't find the mall, I soon gave up. At least I got some fresh air and exercise. Here life is quiet, the atmosphere is laid back and everything and everyone is calm and friendly.
The streets can be at there busiest but still have a sense of calm and quiet hanging in the air. The colour line is blurred, black and white is mixed up into one spontaneous flavour. It's as if this gem in the heart of Johannesburg had never been tarnished by the apartheid regime and only being a few kilometres away from the infamous Soweto it almost feels to good to be true.
This small suburbia is a true reflection of a rainbow nation united and should be a role model for other communities.
Even the dogs here don't even seem interested in barking, they just look at you inquisitively. People are friendly and most greet as you pass them.
Everyone is so relaxed here it makes you a bit uneasy at times being used to always being alert you just never seem to let your gaurd down.
Here almost everyone knows everyone, which seems strange because every single house or property has some sort of security either surveillance high walls, electric fences, devil forks or barbed wire, a clear indication of what's outside stays out and what's inside stays in. It's sometimes distracting from the beautiful and breathtaking aesthetic view of most of the houses here but I guess here people take the sweet with the bitter at once.
The streets here wind and bend and curve and climb but even so drivers tend to only slack at stop signs and speed up, never coming to a complete stop, I wonder why...
The most attractive and busiest of all streets in Melville is the famous 7th street from the cult soap 7de laan. Here you will pass quite a few famous faces from tv. This is a celeb get together hub, where executives, ceo's, media moguls, celebrities, journalist and tourist hang out, a very interesting mix of colour, race and class.
My visit in Melville is almost over but from what I have experienced so far, I can say for sure that I will be back for more of the distinct mellow taste of Melville.
My stay at the guest house is just great, the service is exceptional and the staff is friendly, it's quite and relaxed here, everyone minds there own business. My kind of place.
This is a completely different world, even from Joburg itself the moment you enter Melville, you realise that it's a little world of its own. Even taking a taxi is a new experience, there's just a very different feeling maybe it was me having to make a downwards sign to stop a taxi. R10 takes you to your preferred destination and there is no assistant so you communicate directly to the driver. Just never ask for directions because you will get lost for sure, I passed the garage and must have turned left 3 times already going in circles but couldn't find the mall, I soon gave up. At least I got some fresh air and exercise. Here life is quiet, the atmosphere is laid back and everything and everyone is calm and friendly.
The streets can be at there busiest but still have a sense of calm and quiet hanging in the air. The colour line is blurred, black and white is mixed up into one spontaneous flavour. It's as if this gem in the heart of Johannesburg had never been tarnished by the apartheid regime and only being a few kilometres away from the infamous Soweto it almost feels to good to be true.
This small suburbia is a true reflection of a rainbow nation united and should be a role model for other communities.
Even the dogs here don't even seem interested in barking, they just look at you inquisitively. People are friendly and most greet as you pass them.
Everyone is so relaxed here it makes you a bit uneasy at times being used to always being alert you just never seem to let your gaurd down.
Here almost everyone knows everyone, which seems strange because every single house or property has some sort of security either surveillance high walls, electric fences, devil forks or barbed wire, a clear indication of what's outside stays out and what's inside stays in. It's sometimes distracting from the beautiful and breathtaking aesthetic view of most of the houses here but I guess here people take the sweet with the bitter at once.
The streets here wind and bend and curve and climb but even so drivers tend to only slack at stop signs and speed up, never coming to a complete stop, I wonder why...
The most attractive and busiest of all streets in Melville is the famous 7th street from the cult soap 7de laan. Here you will pass quite a few famous faces from tv. This is a celeb get together hub, where executives, ceo's, media moguls, celebrities, journalist and tourist hang out, a very interesting mix of colour, race and class.
My visit in Melville is almost over but from what I have experienced so far, I can say for sure that I will be back for more of the distinct mellow taste of Melville.
I'll be gone
When dawn breaks
When morning comes
When birds greet the early sun
When you wake
I'll be long gone
Vanished like mist
In the morning air.
When morning comes
When birds greet the early sun
When you wake
I'll be long gone
Vanished like mist
In the morning air.
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The women's voice confirms over and over again...
He stares blankly into the distance...
The phone slips from weakening grasp,
Crashes on the ground and explodes into a million shattered pieces...
The women's voice still rings in his ears,
The subscriber you have dailed...
He stands there motionless, frozen.
Unaware of the biting cold, the falling darkness slowly surrounding him as every minute goes by.
A tear rolls from down his cheek, as he starts to shiver, the freezing cold finally taking its toll.
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He stares blankly into the distance...
The phone slips from weakening grasp,
Crashes on the ground and explodes into a million shattered pieces...
The women's voice still rings in his ears,
The subscriber you have dailed...
He stands there motionless, frozen.
Unaware of the biting cold, the falling darkness slowly surrounding him as every minute goes by.
A tear rolls from down his cheek, as he starts to shiver, the freezing cold finally taking its toll.
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Nothing left
The distance and time between us
Became so unbearable,
Our separation from each other,
Just seem so heavy, a weight pressing down on me...
The happiness I once had turned to sadness.
Laughter turned to tears,
talks turned to arguments,
What was once sweet now only leaves a bitter taste of regret.
You used to be on my mind every minute of ever day, now I just avoid any thought of you.
There used to be so many reasons why we should be together now there's almost nothing left.
Totsiens
Riaan cruywagen tree af.
Dis skokkende nuus. I grew up watching this guy at 7 every day. (almost every day) i used to just sit there in front of the tv and listen to this old guy giving SA the news. I didn't know what the hell he was always talking about just that at 7 o'clock i had to sit still and be quiet because my dad was getting his daily dose of Riaan and the news. I just sat there for the pretty pictures, and flashes of video updates. Riaan was apart of our family for more than 23years, and he would visit us everyday at exactly 7 o'clock, it didn't matter whether it was raining or cold he would always show up on our tv screen. Always dressed in his best suit, same hairstyle and warm friendly voice. I always wondered how this guy knew everything about everything, i was still a laaitie and used to call him daai oompie van die nuus. Lol.
The years may have been changed a lot of things but you stayed the same.
Thank you for the news Riaan Cruywagen, you will leave a huge void in the homes of many South Africans.
Totsiens
Dis skokkende nuus. I grew up watching this guy at 7 every day. (almost every day) i used to just sit there in front of the tv and listen to this old guy giving SA the news. I didn't know what the hell he was always talking about just that at 7 o'clock i had to sit still and be quiet because my dad was getting his daily dose of Riaan and the news. I just sat there for the pretty pictures, and flashes of video updates. Riaan was apart of our family for more than 23years, and he would visit us everyday at exactly 7 o'clock, it didn't matter whether it was raining or cold he would always show up on our tv screen. Always dressed in his best suit, same hairstyle and warm friendly voice. I always wondered how this guy knew everything about everything, i was still a laaitie and used to call him daai oompie van die nuus. Lol.
The years may have been changed a lot of things but you stayed the same.
Thank you for the news Riaan Cruywagen, you will leave a huge void in the homes of many South Africans.
Totsiens
Moving on
Oh I remember the awesome time we had, like it was just yesterday. Oh, wait it was just yesterday... Anyway,
What we had was special, we understood each other, sometimes but other times you were stubborn and wouldn't do what I wanted you to. Kept asking me if I was sure about what I wanted to do.
Some days I would just sit there and look at you, amazed by your sheer beauty. I hated when you wouldn't respond making me so angry that I'd yell at you... We had our disagreements and frustrations and I stuck with you for 5years but now I met someone else, she's sexier, sleeker, and different. I'm still getting to know her, flirting every time I get a chance.
Yes, she does everything you do and more but even better.
Her name you ask... It's windows 8 and so far things are great.
Goodbye windows 7, I'm choosing windows 8, she is the new OS in my life.
Ps. Move on coz I have.
What we had was special, we understood each other, sometimes but other times you were stubborn and wouldn't do what I wanted you to. Kept asking me if I was sure about what I wanted to do.
Some days I would just sit there and look at you, amazed by your sheer beauty. I hated when you wouldn't respond making me so angry that I'd yell at you... We had our disagreements and frustrations and I stuck with you for 5years but now I met someone else, she's sexier, sleeker, and different. I'm still getting to know her, flirting every time I get a chance.
Yes, she does everything you do and more but even better.
Her name you ask... It's windows 8 and so far things are great.
Goodbye windows 7, I'm choosing windows 8, she is the new OS in my life.
Ps. Move on coz I have.
Letting go
why am I still standing here....
what am I waiting for...
I should just close the door and pretend I never opened it for you,
that I never let you into my life.
Pretend you were never here,
Never told me how much you love me,
Never meant so much to me,
Never ever...
Then why can't I just...
let you go.
what am I waiting for...
I should just close the door and pretend I never opened it for you,
that I never let you into my life.
Pretend you were never here,
Never told me how much you love me,
Never meant so much to me,
Never ever...
Then why can't I just...
let you go.
Love lost
I heard you say it many times before
But,
Tonight its different
I can feel the tremble in your voice
I can see the doubt in your eyes.
Your lips are moving but your words are cold and meaningless.
Theres a change in the atmosphere
Why did you even come here...
Its clear now that the love we once had
Is lost amongst the many lies you told.
But,
Tonight its different
I can feel the tremble in your voice
I can see the doubt in your eyes.
Your lips are moving but your words are cold and meaningless.
Theres a change in the atmosphere
Why did you even come here...
Its clear now that the love we once had
Is lost amongst the many lies you told.
Goodbye
All the nights I have spend lying awake thinking about you,
thinking about Me,
thinking about us.....
Rolling, tossing, turning
I cant sleep
I cant think...
It didnt work, couldnt work, wouldnt work.
Its time to answer the question i already know the answer to....there is no common ground, because either way I lose.
All that's left to say is...
Goodbye.
thinking about Me,
thinking about us.....
Rolling, tossing, turning
I cant sleep
I cant think...
It didnt work, couldnt work, wouldnt work.
Its time to answer the question i already know the answer to....there is no common ground, because either way I lose.
All that's left to say is...
Goodbye.
For the best
My protest has fallen on deaf ears, my gestures went unnoticed,
she folded her arms, a clear sign to me that she'd made up her mind,
As I stare into her deep brown eyes, trying see her thoughts or maybe read her mind,
I realise that this time she is not revealing anything.
Shaking my head, I turn away pretending not to care,
Don't worry she insists once more, I'm sure it will be for the best...
Okay, I say have it your way.
I hand her the letter, trying hard not to show how I feel.
I'm on my way then I announce and head for the door...
Thanks again, your a star she yells waving, I turn and see her smiling, relieved but uncertain.
Have I done the right thing, letting her wander alone into the unknown abyss...
The first sharp ray of sunlight hits me right in the face, and as my ears adjust to city noise outside,
I still hear her voice,
don't worry, I'm sure it's for the best....
Choice
The sun is not shining very bright today,
there's a bland taste lingering on the tip of my tongue.
I try to imagine what things should have been, could have been if only...
but with every moment slipping away I'm losing precious time...
A decision I must make,
all I can do is promise myself it is for the best.
there's a bland taste lingering on the tip of my tongue.
I try to imagine what things should have been, could have been if only...
but with every moment slipping away I'm losing precious time...
A decision I must make,
all I can do is promise myself it is for the best.
Revenge
Shhhh!!!!
Just sit back and relax,
Everything will be okay.
Don't worry,
I'm not angry
I'm not mad
all is forgiven
Hush!!!
You broke my heart,
You betrayed my trust.
You took from me everything
Left me with tears and hurt,
But it does'nt matter now babe
Because I will have my revenge!!!
Just sit back and relax,
Everything will be okay.
Don't worry,
I'm not angry
I'm not mad
all is forgiven
Hush!!!
You broke my heart,
You betrayed my trust.
You took from me everything
Left me with tears and hurt,
But it does'nt matter now babe
Because I will have my revenge!!!
The 2012 Farewell Bash
Back in 2012 when the end of the world craze was still rampant, I wrote the following. Please imagine yourself sometime back in last year, let's say on a bright sunny day on 20 December 2012...
* No boers have been kissed during the writing of this piece. (we're not like that)
The 2012 Farewell Bash.
ladies and gentlemen, you have been invited to the Biggest Event ever, This Year is your chance to be apart of the Most Exciting Celebration on Earth. This is one Event you just won't miss (unless you die sooner of course) if you're electricity & water supply has been cut off again, don't worry the people at the Municipality and the Councillor *gaan hulle ma's* sien 12uur.
Get ready to be blown away (litteraly). Its Gona be the Hottest thing since global warming, never in the history of mankind has something of such Magnitude taken place on One day.
People of all ages, races, genders and classes (including Bantu speaking people & Vendas) are invited and the best part is Entrance is Free.
Venue: At any place your may find yourself when the clock ticks 12:00.
Date: 21/12/2012.
Dress code: Funeral attire (no one really cares, it's gonabe the last thing on anyones mind anyway) however wear running shoes.
The annoying brats next door who keep throwing crackers in your yard will soon witness the Biggest Explosion ever-then you can have the very last laugh.
Provide your own "cold" beverages (what the heck, if u go, why not with a lil swing in your step)
Fat people are encouraged to stay at home.(when sh$t hits the fan, skinny peeps will need some space to run) Remember to wear your 3D glasses, LG promises that watching the world end in 3D is Spectacular.
Please leave your children and pets in the care of responsible elderly people who will keep them quiet during the entire incident....We mean Event.
Please switched off your lights and electrical appliances before leaving your home. (we wont give a damn, but Eskom will appreciate it)
and lastly bring your anc membership card as there will be a Rapture bus waiting for fully paid up members only, Zuma will be the driver.(Anyone associated with malema are excluded)
(Please Note, Catholic Priests, Mugabe, Jub Jub & Malema are advised to board SA Road link) NASA made available a flight to the Moon in their Shuttle at R20million per ticket, we poor folks can't afford that but at least celebrities like Will Smith, Justin Bieber & Beyonce will now be watching you perform live (don't try & impress them, it won't matter)
You are encouraged to email/sms your Face book account info to :Armegeddon@sh!thitthefan.org or sms to 086 YOUR DOOMED.
All credit card And bank info must be provided, just send a please call to 086 YOUR BROKE and we'll call you back (if you're on cell c, Sorry). Feel free to donate all your precious belongings to our Organisation situated at 45 Rondawel street, Roodepan. Preferably Items such as Nike, Lacosta, Uzzi etc (We don't accept No name or fong Kong) politicians are advised to come and store their BMW's, MERCs, lexus & Bentleys at our lock up garages, please leave the keys.
Now prepare the next few hours accordingly.
*This ad has been made possible by SASSA in Association with the Zuma faction, looking after ur welfare, one tender at a time*
* No boers have been kissed during the writing of this piece. (we're not like that)
The 2012 Farewell Bash.
ladies and gentlemen, you have been invited to the Biggest Event ever, This Year is your chance to be apart of the Most Exciting Celebration on Earth. This is one Event you just won't miss (unless you die sooner of course) if you're electricity & water supply has been cut off again, don't worry the people at the Municipality and the Councillor *gaan hulle ma's* sien 12uur.
Get ready to be blown away (litteraly). Its Gona be the Hottest thing since global warming, never in the history of mankind has something of such Magnitude taken place on One day.
People of all ages, races, genders and classes (including Bantu speaking people & Vendas) are invited and the best part is Entrance is Free.
Venue: At any place your may find yourself when the clock ticks 12:00.
Date: 21/12/2012.
Dress code: Funeral attire (no one really cares, it's gonabe the last thing on anyones mind anyway) however wear running shoes.
The annoying brats next door who keep throwing crackers in your yard will soon witness the Biggest Explosion ever-then you can have the very last laugh.
Provide your own "cold" beverages (what the heck, if u go, why not with a lil swing in your step)
Fat people are encouraged to stay at home.(when sh$t hits the fan, skinny peeps will need some space to run) Remember to wear your 3D glasses, LG promises that watching the world end in 3D is Spectacular.
Please leave your children and pets in the care of responsible elderly people who will keep them quiet during the entire incident....We mean Event.
Please switched off your lights and electrical appliances before leaving your home. (we wont give a damn, but Eskom will appreciate it)
and lastly bring your anc membership card as there will be a Rapture bus waiting for fully paid up members only, Zuma will be the driver.(Anyone associated with malema are excluded)
(Please Note, Catholic Priests, Mugabe, Jub Jub & Malema are advised to board SA Road link) NASA made available a flight to the Moon in their Shuttle at R20million per ticket, we poor folks can't afford that but at least celebrities like Will Smith, Justin Bieber & Beyonce will now be watching you perform live (don't try & impress them, it won't matter)
You are encouraged to email/sms your Face book account info to :Armegeddon@sh!thitthefan.org or sms to 086 YOUR DOOMED.
All credit card And bank info must be provided, just send a please call to 086 YOUR BROKE and we'll call you back (if you're on cell c, Sorry). Feel free to donate all your precious belongings to our Organisation situated at 45 Rondawel street, Roodepan. Preferably Items such as Nike, Lacosta, Uzzi etc (We don't accept No name or fong Kong) politicians are advised to come and store their BMW's, MERCs, lexus & Bentleys at our lock up garages, please leave the keys.
Now prepare the next few hours accordingly.
*This ad has been made possible by SASSA in Association with the Zuma faction, looking after ur welfare, one tender at a time*
Tears from Roodepan
Dear residents of Roodepan I wish to address you all, old and young, every man, woman and child who make up the community of Roodepan. I will be straight forward and blunt, no sugar coating, just the truth. There is one concern that I want to point out and that is the degrading and dreadful state that Roodepan is in today and has been since almost forever. I want to speak about the crime, the poverty, the lack of recreational centers and social unity and the poor infrastructure. The lack of opportunity causes unemployment which in turn causes poverty that leads to crime, and abuse of alcohol and drugs but the biggest problem is that no one seems to care. Roodepan today is ravaged by crime, criminals, gangs, vandals all run rampant and rape, muggings and murder is becoming the norm of the day. There are a lot of people living below the bread line, most surviving on the grant they receive; they have to get by with almost nothing. Most people turn to drugs and alcohol to try and sooth the pain caused by their problems but this is not a solution. There are no job opportunities and the unemployed youth litter the street corners, day in and day out not having anything to do to empower themselves educationally or physically. With no activities to keep busy the youth turn to, drugs, alcohol and gangs, the rate of teenage pregnancies is rising. There’s also the infrastructure of Roodepan, nothing is maintained, not the pothole invested roads, not the dirty parks, not the multi-purpose centre and not the flats that are crumbling to the ground. It is saddening to see children playing in the dirty green water that flow from the broken pipes, to see people risking their lives living in dangerous conditions. This is Roodepan today and I blame you! I blame you the parent, the elder, the role model because you are supposed to be a custodian of your community , you are supposed to teach your children the most basic values of appreciating what they have, of respect, of standing up what they believe in. Instead you keep quiet and watch how your own community is falling apart around you. Remember your child is watching you and mimicking your actions, they too blame government, they too are waiting for government and just like you they too are doing absolutely nothing to improve their situation. Your cries have fell on deaf ears, I say it’s time to wipe your tears and do something. I am not pushing any political agenda against any political entity but it is a fact that political organizations which ever ones it may be have failed the people of Roodepan. You only hear of caring councilors or politicians when elections are near but after the elections they disappear. This is a call for action, a call to every single resident of Roodepan to wake up, to open your eyes, to listen and start taking action by making an effort. Don’t let your situation change you, change your situation. Most people say that Roodepan is a lost cause that it is a broken community but I believe that there is potential, there is still hope and to change the situation all it takes is people who are willing enough to say I WILL.
Eric.R Kok
09.06.2013
Eric.R Kok
09.06.2013
Super Mom
What is a Super Mom.
Anyone woman can be a Mother.
But to be a Super Mom, takes a lot more dedication, patience, love, appreciation, and commitment.
Because you ARE,
I AM.
You took care of me from day one.
When I said my first word,
You were there listening...
When I stood up for the first time,
You were there watching...
When I took my first step,
You cheered me on...
When I took my first fall,
You picked me up...
You made laugh when I was sad.
You fed me, bath me, cloth me, taught me, healed me.
You even stuck through with my tantrums and rantings.
Through the terrible two's, through the teen phases...
Look at me now,
All grown up and taking on the world
It doesn't matter who or what I am today,
I know that wherever I am, however I am you still love me from the very first day.
Happy Super Mom's Day.
I love You!
Anyone woman can be a Mother.
But to be a Super Mom, takes a lot more dedication, patience, love, appreciation, and commitment.
Because you ARE,
I AM.
You took care of me from day one.
When I said my first word,
You were there listening...
When I stood up for the first time,
You were there watching...
When I took my first step,
You cheered me on...
When I took my first fall,
You picked me up...
You made laugh when I was sad.
You fed me, bath me, cloth me, taught me, healed me.
You even stuck through with my tantrums and rantings.
Through the terrible two's, through the teen phases...
Look at me now,
All grown up and taking on the world
It doesn't matter who or what I am today,
I know that wherever I am, however I am you still love me from the very first day.
Happy Super Mom's Day.
I love You!
The Muffin, The Mug and The Ugly
I wrote the following in response to the service I received at kfc one morning...
KFC is havin a competition that runs from 30 April until 10 June and when you buy any breakfast meal you get a free mug which I got on Monday but on Thursday I was met by cashier who didn't know anything about the free mug....
This morning I went back. The promotional material was moved into a corner...
Joyce isn't here today , but now I've met Precious, a formidable force to reckon with.
Sy's taaier as 'n ratel.
"No, Sir only if you buy a muffin with a cappuccino", she repeats over again in a robot voice.
The rules have clearly changed.
We stare at each other for the longest 5 seconds ever... Then the theme from Pulp Fiction suddenly blare from the speakers.
I grab a handful of pamphlets and fling them at her, she deflects with a tray.
She spins around in slow motion, and swipes two freshly made lattes and squeeze the lava hot liquids at me. BUT, I'm faster with one move I jump behind a dik auntie standing next to me and use her as a human shield. As the dik auntie screams in agony,completely drenched in hot coffee, I launch myself up in the air just as she tumbles to the ground like a drunk elephant. I grab whatever loose change I have in my pocket sling it at Precious with force, she dives John Woo style, my coins miss her, hitting everything else, chicken pieces, chips and coleslaw fly all over the place. People run for cover, an unattended child cries...
Then out of nowhere another cashier jumps over the counter, and misses me with a flying kick.
"I want my Mug!!" I yell.
"NO, sir only when you buy a muffin" her eyes Blood red with fury.
"I don't want a muffin!!"
We face each other in a stand off.
Precious came back with the entire KFC staff, the griller, the boiler, the cook and the cleaner.
I could take them all on but didn't want to mess the place up anymore than I already have.
"I'll be back." I say and collect my egg, cheese & tomato sandwich.
"Based on a heavily exaggerated true story"
KFC is havin a competition that runs from 30 April until 10 June and when you buy any breakfast meal you get a free mug which I got on Monday but on Thursday I was met by cashier who didn't know anything about the free mug....
This morning I went back. The promotional material was moved into a corner...
Joyce isn't here today , but now I've met Precious, a formidable force to reckon with.
Sy's taaier as 'n ratel.
"No, Sir only if you buy a muffin with a cappuccino", she repeats over again in a robot voice.
The rules have clearly changed.
We stare at each other for the longest 5 seconds ever... Then the theme from Pulp Fiction suddenly blare from the speakers.
I grab a handful of pamphlets and fling them at her, she deflects with a tray.
She spins around in slow motion, and swipes two freshly made lattes and squeeze the lava hot liquids at me. BUT, I'm faster with one move I jump behind a dik auntie standing next to me and use her as a human shield. As the dik auntie screams in agony,completely drenched in hot coffee, I launch myself up in the air just as she tumbles to the ground like a drunk elephant. I grab whatever loose change I have in my pocket sling it at Precious with force, she dives John Woo style, my coins miss her, hitting everything else, chicken pieces, chips and coleslaw fly all over the place. People run for cover, an unattended child cries...
Then out of nowhere another cashier jumps over the counter, and misses me with a flying kick.
"I want my Mug!!" I yell.
"NO, sir only when you buy a muffin" her eyes Blood red with fury.
"I don't want a muffin!!"
We face each other in a stand off.
Precious came back with the entire KFC staff, the griller, the boiler, the cook and the cleaner.
I could take them all on but didn't want to mess the place up anymore than I already have.
"I'll be back." I say and collect my egg, cheese & tomato sandwich.
"Based on a heavily exaggerated true story"
Monday, June 17, 2013
Dear Mandela
Dear Mandela,
I don't know you personally and neither do you know me but there was one instance when I saw you in person but unfortunately I was standing way at the back of the huge crowd on my father's shoulders much too far for you to have noticed.
Who would have thought that a boxer and lawyer from a small village called Qunu would become so famous and revered by the world. I saw you for the very first time when you were released from prison on 11 February 1990 on our small black and white tv set. As my family watched in awe, I, still a young boy wondered why everyone was making such a huge fuss about an old man, I didn't yet grasp the magnitude of what that day meant for the country. There was a heightened sense of euphoria and joy hanging in the air, everybody spoke excitedly about you. Years later I got to learn about you in school, your struggle, your ambition, and your dream of a free democratic country in which all South Africans of all colors, races and beliefs could live equally under a constitution that would protect their rights. By this time you were the President of the country, the transition was peaceful, at first everything was new and strange but I got used to to attending a white school and having classmates of all races and backgrounds. At home my grandmother who was younger than you still kept your portrait even after you retired, she always spoke very highly of you, her grey eyes beaming with optimism and her cheerful voice filled with joy, she used to tell me stories about the days before 1994, the days of apartheid, the days of oppression.
As I grew up I learned that not everyone felt the same way about you, some people criticized you for being a terrorist, others claim that you are a sell out and as the colors of our rainbow nation started to wash out throughout the years others even began to blame you for the shortcomings of the government and the state our country was slowly falling into. I don't know you as any of that, I know you as Madiba and I came to understand that even you were not perfect, but even with your shortcomings you managed to overcome what you fought against, you stood bravely and was prepared to even die for what you believed in. The dream you had may not be fully realized today but you made sure that things would be different and in many ways they are.
Then you slowly faded from the public, no longer did I hear your inspiring voice, see your iconic smile or feel your presence in the media...you were growing old.
I never thought that one day I would write this letter, but all I want to say is...
Madiba, you are an amazing person, you persevered in the face of adversity, you changed the lives of many, you touched the hearts of your enemies, and you made us all realize that ''The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall". People can think or say whatever they want but I believe that because of you South Africa is a much better place, we are not perfect but we are better.
I don't know what South Africa would be like without Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela but I still remember what a wise old man once said, “No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.” I think if we believe just this then we will be ok.
Thank you for your love, wisdom,bravery, understanding, and your contribution towards a better South Africa, but most of all thank for being you.
Letting go is not easy but in the end God has the final say...
Eric R.Kok
A Proud South African
11.06.2013
I saw
Today I saw a homeless man curled up in a dark corner drinking a bottle of beer. I saw three Chinese men walking passed, I couldn't hear what they were saying but I'm sure they were complaining about the cold. I saw a man and a boy, the father carried a loaf of bread and the son carried a small bottle of milk, they were talking about spaghetti and mince. I saw a man crossing the street aimlessly walking without a goal or destination, he's eyes fixed on the ground. I saw two weary men, one black, one white stranded next to the road and from all the passing cars only one stopped to help. I saw an old truck driver whistling at a scantily dressed woman who crept out of the darkness. I saw a blue light brigade speeding speeding off in the distance, I passed an eerie looking building, the lights were on but nobody was home. Today I saw all these people, I wonder if any of them saw me...
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