i remember ~ Andrew Allan

[in memory of JUSTIN MAREE a friend]

                                                                                             i remember our fun times together

from first to our last

memories forbidden from being disremembered

a declaration established by philotes herself

for we were friends meant to be

no matter time apart nor count of words pronounced

i remember searching for and painting pinecones

during each occasion hypnos had lost his clasp on us

as we were raiders uncovering our latest catch

artists crafting our supreme masterpiece

heroes leaving legends in that very daycares walls

I remember descending wet grassy hills on cardboard

during the prepared appearance of zeus

impersonating snowboarders

snowboarders we so desperately desired to be

i remember comparing and sharing games

like spies distributing secrets from within the matrix

while loki chuckled at our adjacent

i remember experimenting on our skateboards

with hermes influencing us to reach unattainable speeds

i remember watching over you from a distance

 © andrew allan


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Grade 12
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Democratic Republic ~ Naadir Vorajee

They are coming...
Day by day our shadows fade.
They are coming...
Day by day they kill and raid.

Our days grow cold with the sun
Our days are grey for they are none

They are barking...
One by one our bricks will bend
One by one our names will end

They are biting...
Hard upon our wooden doors -
Mother and Child: Heads hit the floors
They care not for our sacred name
Their flag and Wall must we bring fame!

Our children eat from soils of worms
and waters drink from rivers, burns.

Our life we gave for life to live and sold our souls to free our sins

Now we've made our beds to lie...
gone they'll be-
No where to die.



© Naadir Vorajee


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Matriculant 2013 
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The Calm Before the Storm ~ Jivana Reddy

I deserve the rainbows in your eyes
Even with the storms in mine
You have become the calm tides
In my ocean soul
You drift away from my shores
Without a thunder whispered
I wish you would come back.



© Jivana Reddy

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Matriculant 2017
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Seasons ~ Malwazi Moholi

'Why do the seasons change?'

Spring came, the flowers began to blossom in different colors,
the birds started chirping and made an unforgettable a path of melody.
The beautiful painting of color and new beginnings was almost complete.

Yet,
my heart could never change.

By Summer time, the painting was complete,
with growth in the air, people bustle to go to the ocean
to splendor the scenery and scent of the sea,
to tickle their toes in the sticky sand and
enjoy the value of spending time together.

Yet,
my heart felt the same as it did last Summer.

Autumn gushed in and brought its bright gloomy feeling with,
spots of amber, brown and red filled the air,
with a splatter of green here and there.
It's getting cooler and it's about time to find company to cope with the cold.

Yet,
my heart remained dull and closed.

Winter dropped by and caused havoc.
He ripped the leaves off of the trees, leaving them vulnerable
and exposed.
He touched my heart alone,
leaving others unaffected and warm.
Such injustice indeed.

My heart -
enclosed in stone cold ice protecting the last bit of warmth and love left -
never changed.
"Why do seasons change; why does the world keep spinning,
when my heart and mind are living in pain?"


© Malwazi Moholi

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Matriculant 2018
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