WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR
I finally placed my mat upon the ground
And set my feet at the tip of its tongue to ask you
Who keeps telling you that my happiness threatens your own
When love is here without favourable position
It was here before any land on earth was ever promised
And it will be here long after.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2015.
We cross giant earth bridges
For life was never this divine
Never this wary of sacrifice
These edgy and neurotic soils
Each suspicion hidden in things
Unforgiven.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.
Suddenly you moved, you were kissing me
As though the earth were some other planet
Where the hormones had lost all composure
And the reason for that was in the beginning
I could not remember neither of our names
Nor could I tell that we were both human
Whether we had legs arms wings and tails
I could have fallen a billion kilometres up
I did not care that you had speech or song
I had one breath to sum up your deportment
And even forgot my eyes were there to see
We could have drowned at the ocean floors
Somehow I understood to preserve my form
So drenched in a lover’s design ahead of me
Dismissed that that was the love of all the time
I smiled in despair and warmth and glowing.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.
Not all the people on planet earth
Eat potatoes and pasta
This is no reason to panic
This is no reason to be mad.
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.
Millions of oily eyeballs
Hypnotised by one swinging ball
Of such reckless proportion
In such a glamorous scene
As things become graver
Too terrible to remember
Nor could we close the greasy mouth
For she was much too high above grace
Until she saw herself begging for mercy
Upon meeting her haggard reflection
And stopped laughing abruptly
At the feet of the barbarians
Billions of muted screams
The earth howls from each corner the same noise
Victims with enough time to worry
Head bedsores for those who can afford them
Too heavy too hard too far
To begin at ones own feet
Put away that weapon of love
It is too soft for this kind of work
Where is your blood
Because horny will turn
Perfume will never disguise poverty
Love comes long after it has gone
That man showed us he was mad
These alarms can no longer be snoozed
The iceberg approaches
There is no formula
It won’t be found on Mars
Because love is right here.
(Poem in progress)
Copyright © Nomzi Kumalo, 2014.
NOMZI KUMALO 