Gangtaz ghetto day dreams Sitting on the sidewalk Baking from the blaze of the sun Puttin on some sun block Howling at every walkby Screaming "this is my block" Graduating to extremes at sun down pointing twin glocks Getting permanent tattoos Assigning them to different platoons Gangsta wars and rituals become a usual This is no shock Moving one step closer to the grave Time is ticking The waters are drying The families are crying The flags are no longer flying HIGH!!!!!!! Our 14yr olds are no longer flying on a natural HIGH!!!!!!! Their minds have become stiff From that 14cm coke sniff Niggaz ditch the spliff And indulge in poetry to get some life long relief It's all about belief Phase one of mental emancipation is forgetting and forgiving the effects of van riebek and ritief Stop cursing botha and maybe u might feel better Move over from the tyranny and tragedy of terreblance and have yourself a business lunch Stop remminicing about the would haves and could haves of Biko But take a trip down to Iziko And maybe later embark on a journey to ur ancestral kraal to do a ritual or isiko Only then you'll realise that the voices that echo reason deep in our subconscious sence are not demonic but harmonic Aiming to create a melodic tune in your soul via an Angelic, character specific and acoustic manner It's realistic pleasure supercedes the discovery of a golden treasure It is a divine pleasure Take a moment and think Maybe you'll realise that your very own mind is able and powerful beyond measure BELIEVE!!!!!!

GHETTO NIGHT RHYMES Girls screaming and Guns blazing Niggaz cursing and cops chasing Dogs barking and moms shouting Cops and Ambulance sirens hooting Man down blood flowing Tears rolling All in a nights tale in my ghetto. Sleep is a privilledge 'cause we chose to leave the villege Now these ghetto night rhymes have taken leverage Fuck why am I still paying mortgage? Ghetto night rhymes have turned horrific lullabies 'cause it's continuous deception and lies we hear Fake lashes and nails and hair What the hell is going on out here? I suggest u color me blind With the marked ink of ancient wisdom For my eyes and ears have come to become sensitive to these ghetto night rhymes This burden's become heavy on my faith. I used to stay up till late Walk up the streets while my elders mate In persuit of meeting my mate in the still of the night But sadly that beautiful stillness was polluted by these convolluted ghetto night rhymes No more soulfull rythmic sounds nor romantic ballad vibes Only these disturbing Ghetto Night Rhymes...

17 Feb 2013 was the beginning of another epic poetic era for NguduThePoet in Free State Province when he wowed the crowd and stole the show that was organized by The Archives Org, a poetry group based in Bloemfontein that promotes and organizes poetry events around the Free State province. The theme of the event was 'Scent of Affection' placed around the theme of love and romance as we know that February is the month of love. On the 2nd of March NguduThePoet was then invited at Kovsie FM as a guest performer at Nkox-The-Leader's afternoon show called 'The Covenant' where a greater part of Bloemfontein got to know more about The Poet and his poetry. Recently on the 21st of April, NguduThePoet again wowed the crowd at eKhayeni Pub at another poetry session organized by 'The Archives' themed 'Rise of the Galactic Prophecy'. More and more is still coming from this young and energetic poet, stay tuned and do not miss out. This blog is now back on full swing and more of NguduThePoet's poems will be posted on a regular including his latest projects and where his next performances will be. Quote: If your eye can see that far, your hand can reach that far, you just have to allow your feet to carry you that far...... Bless!!!