do the name given to a kid matter

The names give to children by parents seem to go a great deal in determining who we are and who one is not. As for former President Thabo Mvuyelwa Mbeki has experience the exact opposite of the meaning of his both names.

Thabo,a native name that means happiness. One who bears that name should be all smiles and not regreting the day he or she was born if names are meant to determine who we should be. With Julius Malema on sides there is nothing to keep Mr Mbeki in stitches as the former is always on attack . Even now that Mbeki is down Julius still shows what a coward he is who keeps kicking a man when he is down.

Mvuyelwa,a xhosa name that means the one was/is welcomed wit h tones smiles and happiness. Somebody who is welcome! Mbeki was not welcome anymore ,he was seen as enemy by his own comrades. Maybe the names given to him by his parents from the rural parts of the Eastern Cape are not his. Mazy anyone who knows his real name please enlighten us.

Julius Malema!! What a name ? Malema means somebody who works hard to achieve what he wants from the ground throw Farming. What does Julius mean?

It had to be something extra ordinary

Freedom of expression is one interesting right because when one practices it on others he enjoys it but when that person returns the favor a volcano of anger erupts. Do unto others as you would like them to do unto you,this might sound like some old and useless cliche but believe me its very practical and 'unfairly' fair.

Newspapers published a lot of articles and the broadcast industry also propagated the story of the ANC as abusing the justice system. All those stories fell to deaf ears and blind eyes of vocal leaders of under the tetulage of Jacob Zuma. Julius Malema never took a swipe at an of those mediums as he usually does.

Great work of Art ,a masterpiece so to speak.

It had to be something special that cold get the people and the ANC hotheads to realise what they where turning this beautiful country into. A cartoon on the Sunday Times by Jonathan Shapiro ,affectionately known as Zapiro among his fans who ironically include Cosatu leader Zwelinzima Vavi.

The cartoon dipicted Zuma unbuckling his pants to rape the justice system lady who was blindfolded and pinned down by Julius Malema,Gwede Mantashe and Vavi. In this cartoon Zapiro like a great artist will always do,he used rape as a metaphor for abuse which the justice system had to succumb to from the ANC.

Julius Malema as he usually does,went publicly and threatened Zapiro ,saying he will crush him. For what? If Zapiro insulted him then he should insult him back and no use violence.

Some women believe the cartoon will cause a lot of traum to rape victims,ai do agree with that. However Julius Malema with his statements of violence and aggression,such as.'we are prepared to shoot and kill for Zuma...', the words 'shoot and kill' also traumatise us ,me in particular after my uncle was fatal shot dead in Jbrg.

Julius refused to apologise for his hate speech against the justice system but he expects Zapiro to apologise. What for,if he Malema was interpreted out of context as he said then its fait to say Zapiro was also interpreted out of context and should also stand by his decision not to apologise.

Ironical on the following Monday after the cartoon was published, Zapiro won an award of the BEST HUMOURIST. That tells you a lot by the guys presentation and ways to keepo the people in stitches.

I believe for that great,extra-ordinary cartoon that served as a mirror to the unruly leaders of today Zapiro should walk on the Grammies and Nobel Price red capert with one of their trophies. Keep up the good work Zapiro

It would be unfair dismissal

Yeah sobotage and jealous is the middle name of some people. I mean since when has somebody's sex life determined who that person is and what he cah do which is not even close to sexual nature. It has emerged in the papers that there are people who are framing or rather blackmailing the Sprinboks coach with an alleged sex tape.

It is alleged that Peter is blackmailed into fielding a certain player. Who is that player anywhere? This is a very unfair way to get rid of the coach from his job. So far he has had mixed fortunes, such as performing below par for a team that beras the title 'World Champions' but he made history by guiding the Boks to their famous Dundein Victory over the All Blacks.

It is a fact that Peter is not experienced to the level thats required in any other Boks coach no even close to his predecesor Jake White. So why look for reasons not related to rugby to get rid of Peter,he can even successfully sue for unfair dismissal if fired for such a reason. It is not Peter's sex life or his colour that dishes out his rugby philosophy so live the coach alone.

Rather get him fired or to step down by inviting him to the board room and say ' listen Peter you made history by beating New Zeland in their own slaughter house and got a recorde win over Australia at Cocola park but the team is not performing as it is expected to considering we are world champions. Your tactics are not suitable for our natural style of play so you are Fired'

My point is get rid of him only for a rugby related reason,not his private personal life or the colour of his skin.

the person that i am

You probably been asking your self who is this Clyde ' Slyde'!! Well today i am here to answer that question. Well i don't mind even it you call me by name,nickname or my surname Tlou(Sotho surname meaning Elephant).

I am a 'but-poet',meaning my poetry work is easily identified by the word 'But' which features more in every writting of mine. I also mix the modern English together with Shakespearan type of English. As far as religion is concerned,yes i am religious and i belive in the Supreme God. My theory says which ever midiator one choses to use is good as long as the massage is going to the man above. I mean some chose to send massages with letters,Fax,e-mail,telephone and nowadays instant massages with cyber chats. As long as the massage will get to the intended target it doesnt matter what channel you choose. I pray to God and i use the channel called Jah,the conquering Lion of the Tribe of Judah,Elect of God and King of Kings of Ethopia.

As a poet i have or rather i come across with hardships as far as my school work is concerned bacause i tend to be more elaborate in my poteic side. People always advice me to more clear because poetry can be vague at times and needs time to interpret. Thats probably one of major weakness .simplicity!! Poetry interfers in my every writing and this happens unconciously. Thats the real me,i would welcome an help in that department.

as my profile has already said i am an extrovet who believes life is what you make it to be and the choices you make. A cat is the animal that best describes me because no matter how hard,bad or nerve wrecking a thing could be i will always fall on my feet like when a cat is thrown down. Ironically ,i have a serious phobia for cats!! They send shivers down mine spine,i am no superstious though.

Cricket is my life!! I love the sport with all my heart,lungs,liver and intestines!! My all time favourite player is South Africa's own Jonty Rhodes and currently i just adore,admire and like the man they call 'Gunther-The Germarn Mountain Man' ,Andre Nel and ofcourse the blistering Abraham Benjamin De Villiers a.k.a 'A.b'.

*Of all the loud things i know,non will dare beat mine pen!!(clyde 'slyde' tlou)

Finally a dream set to come true!!

I was thrilled this past week to here that one of the movements that fihgts any form of injustices in society are at advance stage of negotiations with ICASA to obatin a broadcasting licence. I mean we have a lot or rather should i say a variety radio staions meant for a community of interest. I often felt there is deserving community that still doesn't have an ultimately dedicated radio station.

Rastafarians.

The sons of His Imperial Majesty Haile Selassie are undoubtly champiuons of human rights and preach the true values of Ubuntu. The spirit of brother and sisterhood. It time there are given the platform to propagate ttheir beliefs and theories. The Jah above surely read their missive and has responded with what would make a lot of dreams a reality and see sanity being preached and be prevalent again not only in the Rainbow Nation but in this blanket that dress those who have left. I mean really Raggae music is not give an equal exposure as other genres and this radio station is set to do just more than enough and will help people to understand that hemp or marijuana is not a drug but people mqake it a drug by abusing it. Most of the people if you ask them about local raggae,they will tell you about established artists only such as the late Lucky Dube but whre are those other upcoming artists?

This is a big moment like Barack Obama would have said,wish all descendats of lineages of Ethopia all the best. Make this a moment not to rejoice upon but to promote Change!!

Isn't it strange........??

Isn't it strange that things don't become the way we wish or dream they could be. I mean things just happen and maybe its really true that life is unfair. Then why there was the word fairness when it exists in something thats not fair.



I remember i once dated this other lady which the name is known to me and will not disclose it to anyone. Reason being i have to protect her dignity and intergrity.

I knew she love me,and there was nothing that could make me or anyone doubt that but i couldn't love her back. I am sure she could see it too,i tried to force my self to love her but still i failed. that was one time ever in life that i had to take a bow and aknowledge that am a failure and had failed undoubtedly.



Now don't mind the little story above the thing i want to talk or ask you about is why can't we love those who really love us. Instead those whom we chose to love they dont love us as we do or atleast enough to fit the description of a true love affair.



Chances are very high that when you love you partner more than any word,phrase or cliche can tell then he is not even close to be called somebody inlove worse of all with you. Again somebody tell me why can't those we love atleast return the love than crumble us with nothing but tones of hurt and hardcore pain?

cyber life.......

It has become a norm these days in homes,schools,work place and sporting grounds people complaining about lake of attention from ythe others. The reason eing technology that brought cyber interaction. People especially children who must be busy buildin a future for tommorow yet the wake up daily going to school and yet you find the smiling with their phone below the table on their laps. There are chatting,and the lecturer is busy giving a lecture.



well i do agree some lectures are boring and would end up making you be in the land were everything is possible,the dreamland. I mean some lectures actually are meant to make you adrenalin pump faster but the person who delivers them to you actually turn them into some monotonous and hipnotising. They become just a loud sounding nothing,but that doesn't mean you should engage your self in things such as cyber chats as this will disturb you concetration.



in the mall ,if you see somebody with their eyes glued to the screen of the cell phones believe me you would win a lottery even without a ticket if 99% of those people are not on cyber chats. This cyber business has the good side though because you get to meet people who are willing to listen and those you feel free to tell what you have not even told the so called best friends.



There trained and natural psychologists,those people would give you the best advice ever. Yet there are just strangers(sigh),but you find yourself confiding them with you most intimate top secrets and information. Cyber life!!! I have met some who where considering suicide after there was no one to listen to then when they wanted to talk. I counselled some,but i never had an training in that field maybe thas just a hidden talen that i never knew.



I have been told secrets which if i would write here some would argue that i am using one of my artistic talent in writting to creat such a story. I find it hard to quit cyber chatting because i have met people who inspired me a lot into doing things. My dearest Sharon taught me never to give up on my drean as a cricketer and poet,Sinako always tell me that i will some day make a change in society through poetry and the media.



I also have tried all i can to support people who have a heart for other members of Society. My pal Fulu ,i wish you all the best wiyh your adoption plans. You deserve the highest seat in the hirarcy of humanity

.......and it became known as a Teddy bear!!

In November 1902 the then United States of America President Theodore Roosevelt who was the leader of the Republican Party was invited to a bear hunting expedition. He was popular for his ‘cow boy’ personality and was a self confessed hunting enthusiast. The expedition was set to take place near the Smedes town in Mississippi.

The big day came, his Excellence the 26th President of the USA was out with his hunting party or team. It turned out to be a bad and unsuccessful day. The hunting guide Holt Collier was however determined to find a solution as the President’s reputation was at stake. With the help of dogs Holt tracked down a 235-pound bear. He managed to club it overhead from a waterhole. He then tied it to a nearby tree and the messenger was sent to call the President. All the dirty work had been done and it was left to Roosevelt to pull the trigger on the poor animal.
On arrival the President felt remorse for the powerless, bleeding and worn out bear. He refused to shoot the bear or let anyone do so. However, the dog ravaged bear had still had a sad ending. His Excellence order went on to order the liberation of the animal from its pain and misery with a hunting knife.

Reporters and members of the hunting team began to spread the dramatic news nation wide. The story touched many American souls. Above all it inspired the cartoonist and a couple owning a shop in New York City.

Clifford Berryman was a political cartoonist of a publication known as the Washington Post. Typical of artists, he also got the inspiration to produce what turned out to be the most popular cartoon. The cartoon showed Roosevelt standing and without interest to shoot the helpless and tied up bear.

The cartoon went on to inspire a shop owning couple, Morris and Rose Michtom. Rose went on to produce two staffed bear toys and displayed at the shop window for sale. The couple claimed to have written to the President requesting for permission to name the toy after him.
His Excellence the President Theodore Roosevelt was popularly known as ‘TR’ to the public and ‘Teddy’ to his friends and those closer to him. The bear hunting incident brought about the name of what has become a popular token or present among love birds on occasions such as Valentines’ Day and anniversaries to name.

Normally if its not chocolate or flowers ladies receive the bear toys from the guys. The fluffy toys normally made up of a soft cushion-like fibre in the mould of a bear got its name from the combination of Roosevelt’s nickname and the animal’s name ,all inspired by the hunting expedition. It became and even today its known as a ‘Teddy Bear’. a name that the Michtom couple is believed to have been the first to use. However the original ‘Teddy Bear’ was given to the Smithsonians by Roosevelt ‘s grandson Kermit.

What rights...we do have them too

There great masterpiece architect William Shakespeare once said, life is but a walking shadow ,a poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the stage and is heard no more. It is a story told by an idiot full of sound and fury signifying nothing. Well i do agree with him but i think some people too are just walking shadows of nothing. I mean before one opens their mouth to speak they should first call a discussion in their upstairs which shoould pit all their brains and senses.

how can somebody make noise and disturb other students and when politely request to save his/her acostics for the right moment the person stands up with unshunned confidence and i have the right to talk and make noise. Yes we know that you do have rights but i mean really we too have rights. Thats why i say whenever speaking your mind is a habbit then adopt another habbit which is listening to somebody's mind too. Reciprocals,thats what i am talking about...speak more and be prepared to listen more. If you don't want your rights to be violated the please i am pleading with you please don't infringe our rights to by making us listen to you loud sounding nothing. Sometime you even wish those people could be like subscription televisions and definately you woul not pay for such channels.

if you were the so called 'nasty type',you might end up find yourself having said something as: Dude you shopuld consider doing a transplant,coz those brains that you undoubtedly have but hardly use will be of greater use to somebody who needs them becuase to you there are surplus to requirements. So be good samaritan and give to charity those brains that are craving to work and you withholding them.

Thats insulting right? Well who do you blame,the insulted or the insulter? Tell me what you want my next blog to be about.....help me raise the volume of this silence!!

Ex's making news on cyber space!!

Somebody tell me why are the so called EX's a problem to their former loved ones. I mean on cyber space every one there has issues with their EX's ,we just never know if there for real or just one of those monday morning breakfast stories. People i am somebody's Ex and i too have EX's but why should i defame them? I have no reason to,the past is the past,that is why i always say 'Twice not i but step on the same spot,when gone its gone i shan't turn or trod back' .

Every head i met on cyber space the still have athing for their Ex's or the other way round. Are these true stories or just a way to creat boring no existant conversation. Cyber space is like darkness. Why? You ask....well ever realised that on cyber talks everyone can do what they cant or have never done in the outside real world. On cyber space you are loved and you love but when it becomes real then the inside turns outside. Advice,never say on cyber space what you cant open your mouth and eyes to say loking in that person's eye.

Everyone on cyber space lives a five star life of takeaways,the you still hear voices screaming 'We are poor...'. Ask one of your cyber pal what they had for lunch?? Its always pies,pizzas,berghars,ribs and lasaigne takeaways. Even if somebody had pap lemoghodo they still claim what they just smelled somewhere. I am not being a devil's advocate but the truth is sometimes some people claim to be big spenders yet if you calculate what they claim to spend is more that their lifetime requirements. Am i lying?

Back to the issue at hand here,the Ex's!! Seems like everyone on cyber space likes to believe that their ex's believe they dont have a life without them. These people convince themselves that there are in demand and there after they try to convince us also to believe what they also don't know but just believe in. What is the meaning of the word Ex? Well according my understanding,i don't know your but its a former somebody of something which there are no longer actively into as they where before.

You find somebody claiming that he/she has an ex. And then they tell you that they slept no,no,no, imean they sleep with their ex's. Why call him/her you ex when you still share a mate together. On cyber space almost every lady is single and every guy is still searching for miss right!! No one on cyber space was dumped .they all claim to be the ones who dumped their partners. The reason is always the same,'he/she cheated...!!'

Come to attention seekers on cyber space,the abuse emotiocons !! The person would be very happy and busking upon cloud 99 and the put the angry face which is excatly the opposite of their mood at that time. Ask that person why he/she is ANGRY? The answer they will give you is that,'don't worry i will be ok....' well letr me tell you the real answer is they don't know or have forgotten whatever lie they had in mind. All they wanted was attention!! How can you be sad and excited the next second thewn worried,impossible!! Unless if you have a switch, on and off for you moods and emotional behavior.

If life on cyber space could turn to be real life then everyone would be rich,and living a 5 star life and poverty would have never existed or the word would have had a different meaning to what it is today. Cyber life,people live their dreams there.....this was just a thought no neccesarily an attack or defamation of cyber space....if you never been there better do so and then come back and comment on this blog on what you came accross.!! Goodluck

I recall

One thing I have learnt in life is not to sit down and take a deep brainstorm within my self when times are hard. I have adopted somebody’s idea of not crying over spilt milk, when I can go back in the kraal and milk other cows.

When somebody walks out of your life, there is no need to sit down and mop. Instead rather be like a soldier who sits down and plots revenge. Wait a minute, I don’t mean that you should revenge but get your act back together and think properly. Never ever do what you would regret tomorrow. I mean if you partner cheats on you with one and even sleeps with that person then cheat him with 6 but sleep with none. I am not a dating advisor but what I am saying is that when one finds out about infidelity or the other partner they immediately REACT but rather you should ACT!!

I recall when I got emotional marginalized in the sense that she had to refer to me as an EX, I stood there in front of the mirror asked my self if she was worthy my tears. I immediately recalled that the wise man once said, a person worthy my tears shall never make me cry. In sense she was worthy my tears because I never cried though it was an attempted thing.

I had to think then act, as I was going through that rough thinking weather, whereby the wind of thought madly blows the mind and you feel like you thoughts could fly out of your head I had to relax. I did just that, stood up and to a pen and paper then let my thoughts flow out of the head to the paper that was rather better than let them disappear into thin air. Maybe the air was not thin anymore because lots of people let their thoughts escape into it unless the air is on diet and refuses to consume it all.

This was just a thought!!

i dont know

Thank you if you like my blog,well if you don't still thank you!! Wait a second ,no you must say thank you if you didn't like it because i saved your lips from turning pale atleast you you did smile and felt really enthusiastic to critisise!! This blog was not meant to impress you and its no meant for you to like it but to learn or educate ,to provoke your critism enzymes. Why didn't you comment then? Life is one hell of a journey that is coupled by endurance. I have learnt that i should critisise within the context,i have come to discover that in life lies will get you somewhere but when you get caught you still find you had not walked from where you thought you had. I have come under imense pressure to be subjective but my skepticism has denounced that. I sometimes feel life could have been more interestinng if i would write my everyday episode with a pencil and erase it whenever i want to. I would make everyday boring so i can sit down and think where i am going beacause i still don't know where i am. Sounds stupid? Well its actully stupid but what is life ,love ,death and hate? (sigh)

Well i believe rather what i know is that love is but just the reciprocal of hate and the same applies to life and death. Love? Have you ever smelt or felt it? If yeah,how does it smell or feel. Do you like it? will be back

Stupidity at its peak (vol 2)

Well some of you are already thinking that i am using my artistry nature to mastermind some masterpieces. Alas, i say it as it: No fear ...No Favour!! Or let me credit the person who saide that before i get ino a lawsuit that will impoverish me, Etv thank you for those inspiring words. Why fear what would harm not my soul, do yo know why i love,value and trust my eyes its because what they see they scrutinize. The always see the bad in evry good and i am the one who makes a veto.

I mean this lady says to me she had to breakup with me becuase she was blackmailed by her crush to do so. This was after she lied to her parents and said she was goin to church while she was goin to drown in the pool of booze on June 16. The guy according to her threatened to report her to the military strict parents of hers. She tells me the guy told her to do as he says in that party.

Now my questions what else would the guy tell her to do? Or she has already gave it up to him,her life, and now she is apologising to me want us to be together again.If she cant stant her parents it shows that she cant face reality.

After explaining her whole story she asked me to forgive her. Well in had already done so before she could even ask,then i told her that i was stepping out where we had stepped in together. Tears can get you anywhere but certainly not to somebody's heart ,to be specific mine. Call me heartless ,thank you but what would you do if somebody tells you to go to hell and when you get then she comes and say no i was joking. I mean there things to joke about but never juggle around my heart because it shall never be your ball in whichever playground.

The silence is getting louder ,i will reduce the volume with a fullstop.(ther you go)

reciprocals in life

I have learnt that life can be queer with a meandering route that seems to be going no where,but i have learnt that i should no quit as T.D Jakes would have suggested. I have come to learn that perseverance would guide me through and patience will overshadow all my fears. I have come to discover that everytime i failed or spluttered it was all because i had thrown in the towel yet the heavly pregnant clouds of success where hanging in labour over me. This time ,i rapeat this time i shan't flag and fail but rage and sail. Defeat shall not dwell in an npart of mine horizon,my hands i shall only raise in jubilation and never surrender. The power is in me ,the drive and determination comes about by believing in your self . Do not succumb,never ever succumber to any critism for it meant to kill you but remember that fear not what doent kill your soul. Build you self around critism and believe me critism quickly turns to to showers or down pour of admiration when you stand up and proclaim your sel a victor ofcourse if you already taking to the battle field. I am not trying to be a motivational but what i am saying that if i am meant to learn from my mistakes then why should in still cry on them.

Failure should neither kill nor finish you off. Giving in is corwardice ,why surrender when you are still breathing fight until your breath decides otherwise. Believe in your self and trust your instincts,never let people run over you be assertive as possible. Speak up,raise your chin and give you eyes life . Remember the reciprocals ,when you speak your mind then listen their minds too.

Stupidity at its peak!!

Attention ??What really is it,should people even do stupid things to gain or acquiren this thing which has puzzled my brains and caused frost bites to its cells. Should attention be that importart to the extent that people expose their concealed high levels of stupidity degree. I remember one of the conveyor blanet of mine soul,ofcourse we are history now. She called me on a Sunday afternoon and the conversation was as follows:
She: hello,i just called to say its over between us,i got somebody to replace you.
Me: oh ok!!(silence)
(silence,i learnt that it is sometimes the best feedback)
She:Hello,are you still there?
Me: yeah i am right here.Was that all you wanted to say?
She: Yes,and bye! please hangup
Me: No ways,you called so why should i hang up?
She:Ok bye!(hangs up herself)

i knew she wanted me to beg her,to ask her why break up and whatever reason she had i didnt care. I loved her ,yes but i knew this was one of her dirty,disgusting and illigitimate tactics of seeking attention.Guess what ? My strategy wo0rked wonders for me,SILENCE!!
2 minutes later she called me and said the guy's name is Sibusiso. I mean come on ,i i don't even know the guy and i didn't ask for her damn reason.
(hangs up)
3 minutes later she called again and it went as follows:
She: Hello,i got you today!
Me: Where?
She: I was joking,about what i said ealier.
Me: Ok!! Next time get something better to joke about.
She:(giggles) i love you
Me: ok!!
If this was a joke according to her then i think we still lack one school in society,THE SCHOOL AGAINST HORRIBLE SENSE OF HUMOUR!! I mean she laughed alone,i just listened and failed to to laugh at her stupidity because i really got worried about her mentality probably losing its stability!!

Attention seeking tactics!! She wanted me to go down on my knees and beg? For what,i mean we all entitled to choices and she had made one so i oblged without a question!! Sounds heartless i know,but is it heartful to go round breaking people's hearts!! Maybe in another planet

Spirit of Ubuntu,is it a reality?

Recently i have been going throgh a psychological aftermath of an invicible war of thoughts. As i sat there outside under the cloud rather blanket of evil,a question hit me hard and i kind of lost self control which is impossible,why you ask? Because i have come to learn that being smart makes one smarter. We have seen,heard and read irresponsible ande nigligent statements from our so called Leaders. Don't get me twisted,i dont have anything againsts these "dirty players " ,politicians!! But how can somebody who is meant to lead a sane nation go on public platforms and say "we are ready to kill',who is this we? I am out,are you wityh him? Killing is inhuman,we just trying to raise our bowwed heads after the animosity innitiated on fellow africans"xenophobia attacks" thats what they called it!! Archbishop Desmond Tutu was so disgusted by these events such that he even told people that,the word UBUNTU must never again mentioned if we cant define or rather spell it with our actions or doings!! Back to the "killer to be" ,who is going to fight and let alone kill and for what and why? thank you to those who take time to read my silence,advice to you please take this ignorance or negligence by the "them" and turn it into a filer for a rogh path that you trod or are about to trod

I had a dream

Like Martin Luther,i too had a dream in which i saw a wonderous sight!! My eyesight was blur but i could clearly see a country of hope for Africa!! It was but overshadowed by the pregnant clouds of failure,in labour to diliver its wrath upon the people. I had a dream,in which poverty dictated not ourselves worth.....i had travelled the downhill uphill trod and prayed that mine death as a poet be tolled!!! I am a dream who never wakes up muntil reality but my dream becomes!! I trod journeys of darkness with no sight of the stars hoping to get to a better day,tommorow but i shall get to a better tommorow!! A day that exist not the horizons of doubt but triumph!! Tears of woman and a child trickle down to the ground,yes i knew this was going to be a curse!! Children hurting and the evil beauty of hate prevaling upon heads and penetrating deep in the bornes of our nerves.....it was only a dream!! Together we but stood as a team,bowwing down we raised our hands and lay low our knees!! Yes we knew it was going to be what we didnot know it would be....i am a dream!! I have a licence to dream,what i want ,the way i want as my poetic licence fades in the clouds and waters of a desert ,i still pin my faith to hope........my pen spits a venom that of fire which creats and destroy,not even against but will stand troy!!!

Waiting for Our own Obama and H.Clinton

Finally Barack Hussein Obama Jnr has completed the first phase of his long walk to the White House!!! "Rock",as he is popularly know had to trod the most uphill road where he had to endure and succumb not to the ravages of critism regarding a church that he attended ,whose pastor is alledged to be an outspoken racist. Above all he was up against the princess of America,whose blood had its special cells called 'White House Cells', Sen. Hillary Clinton. Born in Hawaii of a black Kenyan father and white American mother in 4 Augast 1961,Obama now faces John McCain who is certainly not the strongest of challengers mainly because of his age. Upon the announcement of Obama's victory against Hillary Clinton,the former said,'America is our moment.This is our time.Our time to turn the policies of the past',the question is which of the policies will be facing the sensational Obama's dreaded chop? Hats off to Hillary Clinton upon being on the losing side she stood up and urged millions of Americans to vote for her former rivalry,i immediately recalled the Polokwane ANC Conference !! Mbeki, should have been a been a true 'sportsman ',and held Zuma's hand to congratulate him with a real smile not that one which was clearly worn!! When will our own Obama and H.Clinton emerge.......they have showed us that politics is may still be a not so dirty game!!

disgusted by murders

somebody tell me really,what has happened to the values of humanity?? I mean really,what on this earth that has illuminated the minds of the people,the SPIRIT OF UBUNTU,do you ever question if you could share it with other people?
Some people really you would fairly argue that they don't have hearts,if you can strangle a child as young as 1 year,who do you want to call you a human being,let alone a beast!! Your stupidity exposes how mentally marginlised you are and need hardcore counselling,mmmm wait a minute you will still strangle the innocent counsellor!! not even in the so called HELL would you fit,the devil is surely ashemed of you........stop killing!!!

What character do you play??

Fellow human beings i heard somebody say life is some form of theatre production,thus you and are the actors the Almighty is the writter and producer!! It is our duty to decide what character we want to play,so i have a question for you!! What kind of an character are you,like every other actor are you working hard to get that OSCAR AWARD ,thats if it is laso called that!! Well i am working dayz and nights,hours and minutes to pocket the best man to stare in this episode. I declare my self an extrovet,not just an extrovert but the true perfection of extrovetism....whenever things keep running back to crash on my face i just smile as i but fall on my feet like a cat and say, THERE SHALL BE A BETTER TOMMOROW!!

Time to raise the volume of your silence

I have heard people scream that we are a democratic sosciety,and as i went through the process of getting to understand what they meant i found something that saw my little smile extent from ear to ear. Freedom of speech!!! What immedietly clicked in my mind was that i have a Poetic Licence.....is that excess freedom to use the language the way i want or feel? Freedom of expression!!! this is not just a blog,thats if it really is,but it is a platform for you,yes i mean you to speak you mind,to think aloud on whatever subject,theory,doctrine.....excersice that freedom of speech and freedom of expression!! Educate,Entertain,Critisise,Sympathise the choice is yours.....

Politicians hands of our sports!!

As far as i had my first breath on this earth and today echoes still beam in my ears,'POLITICS IS A DIRTY GAME'. What kind of dirt that cannot be cleaned or atleast regulated because this time its getting deep to the bones of the nerves of us sports lovers. Dear politicians if you didnt know,well let me tell you but if you forgot i will remind you...sports is all about performance not the colour of the skin,its all about quality and certainly not quantity. You failed our beloved country and brought us to the ravages of loadshedding,one wonders what you will bring to our beautiful games. Why should a passionate,explosive player like Andre Nel lose his place in the Proteas team just because of colour,bravo to Charl Langevelgt for refusing to be scapegoated. Heyneke Meyer was the automatic candidate for the Boks' coaching job because of his fertile CV, but the job was given to the coach of colour,Peter is a good coach but it was reall a disgrace and humiliation when the SARU President Oregan Hopksins publicly announced that Peter De Villiers got the job because of the colour of his skin,'Transformation ' the told us. I believe this issue of selecting teams by colour spells a disaster thats waiting to happen,we will soon be reading the obirtuary of our beautiful games. What happened to Steve Biko's call, of NO BLACK OR WHITE BUT JUST PEOPLE!!