Poem: Save me

Save me the joy you experience

When you live the life aside of mine

Save me the calls of experiences 

When you on the life's alter.

Save me the colour Red

For it has never been kind

Save me the moments of joy

For I have never had mine

Save me

Save me the beauty of sunrise

For I have witnessed trauma in my eyes

Save me the smell of coffee

For I had only smelled the crafts of a coffin

Save me 

Save me

Save me from my life

For it has seen many nights

Of kids who die with scars

Save me the night full of stars

And not the dice of cards

For life had played me

Far too long

Save me

Save me from this dark hole

For I still lust the love of Home 

[Israel Xaba:  7 March 2024]

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You make the difference

There is only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that is your own self. Nothing can stop a person with the right mental attitude from achieving their goal, nothing on earth can help a person with the wrong mental attitude.

You just can’t beat a person who never gives up!

TAKE ACTION! Find a method that will work for you. See the positive! Have a clear understanding of what a difference you can make. Know you have the ability to make a difference! And do it!!!

Nkosi sikelel Afrika

Composed by Enoch Sontonga.

A man who embodied hope

Or one could perceive him as a believer

In 1897 as a compensate

To those who really long a savior.

 Maluphakanyisw' uphonddo lwayo

Reign of higher state!

He cried to 'HER' motherland

 *Uit die blou van onse Hemel

Within the sadness of our people

CJ Langenhoven criedout for saves of everyone.

 Oor ons ewige gebergtes 

Morena boloka setjhaba sa heso

Gathered are we like stanzas,

As we pray and await for answers

So that one day we maybe as brothers

That when the sound call to come together,

We shall sing and shout for Hours

As we strive for freedom

Written by our beloved brothers.

[Israel Xaba: 28 March 2024]

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Poem: A man's life

It's 12am, I'm woken by a noise

Some say I'm happy

But I don't have a choice.

The women I married

Keep changing over night.

We don't see eye to eye

Without it turn into a fight

I vowed to love her till death do is apart.

The women I married keep shouting over night.

I am the man of the house

With a WOMAN who wears

Pants in the house

Every minute I spend with her

Makes me regret our vows

The woman I married

What is it I don't do right?

Our marriage turned into a fight

When it's 3AM i go to work

And when I arrived it's all war

Why didn't I see this before

That I won't be happy

But today I file in DIVORCE

I don't say much

My writing says it all

We don't communicate

It's like fire and rain

And with all that said

I laydown the ring

You never show me respect

Your actions has pushed me away.

To the woman I married

Today I leave the regret 

[Israel Xaba:  7 March 2024]

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Poem: Concrete wall

I now see you fall

How I had thought

That I've seen it all

Protected was I by the wall.

A wall which I never saw a scare at my side

A wall which seemed tall and precious at my side

A wall so strong that I've never seen it cry

Today I've seen a crowed at the other side

A crowed which was as young as I

Today I'm grown, I see it no longer tall

How depressing it is to see it's back

A back which had carried us all

Had scars of scratches even on its shoulders

How I wish somebody had told us

That this is a life ready for all of us

Had I known?

Or was I once told?

Or had I not feared the unknown?

That I will one day miss home.

A place that once felt warm.

Today I stand at the backside of the wall 

[Israel Xaba:  7 March 2024]

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Poem: Scent of mercy

How of life it rains

Down to droughts of plains

Away it washes the pains of thy sins.

There hear beats again

In the chest of whom been wicked

And portrayed smiles of friendly.

There now the rain exposes

Thy hate.

Down in the shallow river that flow

Init they flow

How thy hate had hid

For smiles on faces had been.

This by far thee scent of mercy 

[Israel Xaba:  7 March 2024]

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You don't work here at all!!

A man asked his boss for a raise in salary.

The boss said: "What do you mean? You don't work here at all! Listen! There are 365 days in a year - 366 if it is a leap year. The work day is 8 hours - that's one third of a day. So, over the year that's 122 days. Then the office is shut on Sundays, so that is 52 days off, making 70. Then you have two weeks holiday - take off 14 days that's 56. There are 4 bank holidays which leaves 52. The office is also closed on Saturdays, and there are 52 Saterdays in a year. So you don't do anything here at all. Yet you ask me for a raise in salary!!!

[Thank you, Thabo!] 

In the power systems' class

World Compliment Day

In the global initiative to create the most positive day in the world, World Compliment Day, is celebrated every March 1 to spread joy through simple verbal affirmations of appreciation.

It may be just the boost people need to continue in their work.

We celebrate this day by spreading encouragement and positivity far and wide.

Enjoy your day!