Zuma's Genitals Exposed...Again!

Zuma's Genitals Exposed...Again!

Truly this is a direct attack, it is clear that these artist are used by the people who hate to see South Africa progress, I can associate this as a cold war, People must not use this poor artist to fight their battles.President Zuma is a father beyond doubt. The artist who created this painting is puppet being used. Remember that a President is not elected by few or a groups of people, it is the majority of the citizen who cast their vote, which in turn selects the President, The majority of the people needs to single out this barbaric act and see it as an attack to all the voters in a country.
There so many issues in this country that needs to be addressed, one of them being Rape, child abuse, Poverty, why are so blind not to see what we are suppose to see but went on to see is hidden so far.

My Poems

Sometimes I just pull my lap top or pen and start to write, I write from poems to short stories.

I always believe that writting expands thinking capabilities, because when you write at most times you create instances that never existed and bring them to life, hope you will enjoy my creative thinking,

1.



I LOVE ME ..written for

I was born young

With my wishes so long

My looks are the beauty of the day

My calmness is the still of the night

Sometimes I fly away like a lonely kite

Is it my birth rite to admire me

I am a rose that grows inside of me

I am a thorn bearier, true love carrier

My presence is sweeter than wild berries

Series of my blood stream within my veins



I am a Queen that reigns in my domains.



I’m a true blaze of feminism



My steps gives a none believer a reason

To resurrect the pleasures hidden inside

When I speak I propel uncontrollable desires

To touch and set your heart into unstoppable fires

My body is precious than a thousand pearls

Too influential causing you blind

Great man be warned, don’t long ‘cause it dwells

And jells like jewels worth a million tangerines

I will take your ring if your stare makes my heart bleed

Its me who throb just before I strip

Its not a crime to Love me, I admire me

                               

                                                               Written by Dennis Zwane

2.

I Will Do It

I will pour it all out

I will do it like a proud stout

Flying in Limelight will be mine



Like a president and wife about to dine

I will reveal my purpose to shine

I will make it all lose sour

I will gain my pride like a sharp saw

Reaching peaks I never thought I would

Letting my blood gush like lifes no good

That’s how I draw my strength

This day will blossom like a wild flower

My ability has grown higher than twin tower

No room to contain ability in this day

I am a biological discovery lying on psychological tray

I pray that parting to my private thoughts escalates

I ‘m holding elements by four

Picking shells of thoughts by the sea shore

To create ornaments that will support my imagination

I still visualise the visits of my mental state,

Hope today I remain in a state like I concentrate

I will sacrifice my dealings to the highest order

I will recognise the gift that’s given without border

I know thoughts glitters like shiny stars

The constellation that fights inner wars

True time and chance I will conquer.

                                                                        Written by : Dennis Zwane

The following poems is incomplet...


3.

Joy has risen

I feel sprinkles of ice on my spine

Circle slices puts end to this night

Bright light has peeled through like almighty

Calm and soft piercing the heart like candle light

Birds and showers of water sing endlessly

Hissing breeze has blown unnoticed, obviously

Causing me to chill and wait for five o’clock

I break the locks so all the joy can flock

Here I am at the end of the week

Screams, scratches slowly fading away

Hugs and touches smiles shines bright like sun ray

The weekend has come like a violent storm

Flushing and flooding the waves of joy

Joy become a winner like in a movie Troy

I blend my weekend to a rolls Royce

Better rolling than a choir boy voice

Five o’clock is like my choice roasted rooster

Resting on my plate, ready to be devoured

                        To be continued...

By: Phumlani Dennis Zwane





Great Times I Think About 

August Women's Month

It is so great sometimes to look and admire the body of a woman, women are there to make our world be what it is today, They deserve lot of respect, They don't deserve the treatment we give them, The Physical and verbal abuse.
We need to start and treat them as precious metal, Imagine if they were nowhere, will we be having this world? no.Yes it is because of such reasons that we need to support them, love them.

Did you ever ask yourself why most of a time when you look at woman you feel better, it is because they possesses power, which was installed in them by God.South African women suffered a lot in the post apartheid South Africa, South African women were not allowed to
1. Vote,
 2. To own property
3. Have a banking account and many more ill treatment they suffered,
Look at this beauty which is available for free to watch on the surface of the earth, Brothers lets embrace this opportunity and Love our women, Rape, physical abuse, sexual Abuse will not solve the problems such Global Warming, Starvation especially in Africa, Tribal wars...The nation is dying and thereby decreasing, Africa wake up!!!

True Reflection of Beauty.