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They Raped Me: So, Now What?
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Ayanda Ngema3 ratings, 4.67 average rating, 2 reviews
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“I was the Goddess,
the hunter of pearls.
The drinker of liquid diamonds.
The flower girl that threw out golden stars.
The prescriber of poems for the soul.
The dreamer who sees butterflies with wings of steel.
Daughters raised by the voices in their heads
Will now blame it on the green sun.”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
the hunter of pearls.
The drinker of liquid diamonds.
The flower girl that threw out golden stars.
The prescriber of poems for the soul.
The dreamer who sees butterflies with wings of steel.
Daughters raised by the voices in their heads
Will now blame it on the green sun.”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
“How would I have known that our souls could talk?
While we sit in silence and gaze into each other.
Speak new tongues.
Love in native ways.
Kiss on higher levels.
Share in deeper depths.”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
While we sit in silence and gaze into each other.
Speak new tongues.
Love in native ways.
Kiss on higher levels.
Share in deeper depths.”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
“Have no faith in the cursed moon
That never stays in the same place we see it.
Swear by the sun we will wake up next to each other.
Your words took my soul before we were born,
The time your mother birthed you from her womb.
You spoke all the longing I needed to hear.
In this or any other heaven.
Your wine will be the sweetest to my lips.”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
That never stays in the same place we see it.
Swear by the sun we will wake up next to each other.
Your words took my soul before we were born,
The time your mother birthed you from her womb.
You spoke all the longing I needed to hear.
In this or any other heaven.
Your wine will be the sweetest to my lips.”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
“Places
Times
Weather
All these drew up my mother inside my thoughts,
Rain especially.
Falling past the trees, each drop throwing replicas into the air.
In the same manner my tears would fall from my face.
And so I searched for her in my dreams.
And watched her walk away from me in real life.
The anger in her eyes and her coldness that was who she was,
Yet she walked away from me in real life.
I knew this in the diminishment of my life..
Because she had been the nourishment of my life..
I don’t know if I was the one who packed my bags and left...
Or she was the one who left me.
But thoughts of her began fading from my mind
and I stopped looking for her in my dreams.”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
Times
Weather
All these drew up my mother inside my thoughts,
Rain especially.
Falling past the trees, each drop throwing replicas into the air.
In the same manner my tears would fall from my face.
And so I searched for her in my dreams.
And watched her walk away from me in real life.
The anger in her eyes and her coldness that was who she was,
Yet she walked away from me in real life.
I knew this in the diminishment of my life..
Because she had been the nourishment of my life..
I don’t know if I was the one who packed my bags and left...
Or she was the one who left me.
But thoughts of her began fading from my mind
and I stopped looking for her in my dreams.”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
“He got me believing that
Every girl needs a boy brutal and cold
An old lover
Someone who trembles for your touch
Someone who’ll look at your nakedness with hungry eyes
Someone who makes you write a sad poem”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
Every girl needs a boy brutal and cold
An old lover
Someone who trembles for your touch
Someone who’ll look at your nakedness with hungry eyes
Someone who makes you write a sad poem”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
“You are under arrest for the murder of Morah Djo, you have the right to remain silent…’’ one officer proclaimed.
I YELLED, CALLING THEM BOERS, CALLING
THEM OPPRESSORS IN AFRIKAANS as they dragged me out of the bathroom. My body was tossed into the police van.
It seemed surreal, he needed to die.”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
I YELLED, CALLING THEM BOERS, CALLING
THEM OPPRESSORS IN AFRIKAANS as they dragged me out of the bathroom. My body was tossed into the police van.
It seemed surreal, he needed to die.”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
“When survival is a reflex:
Frying eggs with Vaseline petroleum jelly
Mixing porridge with a gun
Cooking soup in a Koo Baked Beans can
Putting fake coins inside the cup of a homeless beggar in the corner
There is war in my mind
Jo’burg stinks of pain, money, sex and drugs.
I am flesh to this city of bones
But yet my soul wants to be consumed by the spirits of the midnight
dust”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
Frying eggs with Vaseline petroleum jelly
Mixing porridge with a gun
Cooking soup in a Koo Baked Beans can
Putting fake coins inside the cup of a homeless beggar in the corner
There is war in my mind
Jo’burg stinks of pain, money, sex and drugs.
I am flesh to this city of bones
But yet my soul wants to be consumed by the spirits of the midnight
dust”
― They Raped Me: So, Now What?
