The sun is shining outside, but even inside I can feel the cold crisp air and the way the birds twitch to keep warm makes me feel very lucky not to have to be outside! Three days after my last posting. A busy Friday cooking potjiekos for 15 and lots of fun with guests over. Saturday was just too lazy to even think about the computer...
Hype and Flavour
What is
The hype and flavour of the week
Valentine’s planned
Celebrated
By the love sick
Hopefuls, rich and poor
Many enthusiastic
Others
Playing along
Meekly
The latest
Hype and flavour
Driven commercially
Thrust upon us
To savour
Valentines in February
Mothers day in May
Fathers get their's in June
And before you know it
We are bound to listen to
The Christmas ‘silly season’ tunes
For most
The hype and flavour
Not so easy to forget
The romantic in me
Always wanted to play along
Seeking some fun
Surely not part of my
Daily set
How wonderful to have
Happy memories
All flavour
No hyper regrets
By Simone Noemdoe, 13/02/07 (edited, 20/02/11)
On Thursday I could not resist to write back to a friend. I'm told that the local government election campaign is in full swing for the hearts and minds in South Africa...
Crumbs
Only the crumbs
Fallen
From high tables
Democracy
For the rich
Like dreams
For the poor
Struggling
Not to lick
From the floor
Hypocrisy
Younger and younger
At death’s door
Only the crumbs
Collected
In grass baskets
Could maybe
Feed more than five thousand
The hungry
Don’t make steps bold
Trapped behind the dark clouds
(food) Lined
Imaginary silver
Coffers stripped
No more treasures
Of buried gold
Only the crumbs
Shared by the poor
No apologies
By the rich of the world
Just enough
Never an option
The greedy going after
More and more
An idealists dream
Egalitarian
Unsure
17 February 2010 In reply to David Kapp…. What was it again? Maslow?
In the spirit of creating something fresh... My dream is still to see sustainable development programmes that empowers people to make positive choices and find their own way in life. A dependence on handouts and a life condemned to labour without dignity are some of the things we still have to battle against on earth.
Struggle
Do you know my struggle
Mrs politician
Part of the quota
On the party list
Slowly
I feel the rise
Of my fist
The majority
Still in your eyes
Only
On paper a priority
Do you know my struggle
Mr Politician
On the campaign trail
Fast
In-between stops
Make sure there are
No back-stabbing plots
Only happy smiling tots
Buying votes
With rightfully entitled
Social grant lots
Do you know my struggle
To keep things ticking
In-between voting years
Every pilot project
Worked
After the campaign
Just white elephants
Remain
Voters all complain
Their dream
Finding their own carriage
On life's gravy train
Most victories
Carry
The burden of pain
Do you know their struggle
Little girls
Wishing to get out
Their daddy's
No longer about
Going to university
Today their battle
No doubt
Can you speak their language
On the campaign trail
Policy speak
Still merely that
Even if you screech
Maybe amongst them
A true leader
Roaming about
One day...
I will her name
In a liberator's voice
Shout
By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, happy and sad to be inside and outside development. 20 February 2010
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