Soul Sisterz

Sweetza(Muse Marshal)

 Est’e(Co-ordinator )

 Phuti(Media & web designer) and Easy (Treasurer)

 Nick (secretary)

  Tshady (Chairperson)

Life’s experiences  

The journey of my life starts

With a morning prayer, good intentions

And a mission to bring about mental revolution.

Each kick, each hit and each sip of

Breath I take, step I make and every

Glimpse I take

Takes me to a state of massive fast beating

Heart rate and hope my mental ability

Puts me into emotional

Stability.

Living a life of confusion

Not knowing how to acquire

A good position

All I wish for, is to bring about mental

Revolution.

Oh state of mind let me be.

Who he was ever meant to be.

Let me be the prophet of the specie of

Human being, for the future is still unforeseen

Oh let me be

Let me be him, the believer

In a world with resistence to faith nor the existence of

Hope

Oh let me be him, the healer

In a world where there’s too many

 Tortured souls

Oh let me be him, the dreamer

For tomorrow is still unknown

Or just let me be the deliver,

to carry messages of stories untold

See my ability to write this poetry comes

from seeing, feeling, and believing.

So need I not listen to what you’re saying

Rather rhyme while you’re singing.

Because my poetry reveals chapters lost in scripture…. 

      By Lerato Matona

Introspection Attention, attention. Let me state my intentions through perfection to gain my satisfaction. My condition is the reason I need medication for this meditation is useless without proper education.See my mental illusion is caused by this system’s confusion, pollution is the destruction of my vision I cannot see. My emotions motion is like troubled oceans and seas Yet I hold the image of the creator but with the devil inside of me I cannot see, but still I refuse instead I use scripture to liberate, ask for forgiveness I emancipate. Forgive me Creator, or need I kneel down and say my prayer “Our Father who art in heaven forgive me for I have sinned, through these doors of heaven I hope to be seen, forgive me Father for I’m your son Lost in the dark hoping to see the colour of the sun, introspection

Hello there – we will be posting poems and other info about our group, Muse Poesy.

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