TEBOHO PIETERSEN

    You will be special to someone But you will not be special to me   They will let you down  And you will let them down That’s what you call the ebb and flow But that will not be me    You will find your person  You always do  And they will find you  They always do   There is someone who will need you desperately  They will not be able to do anything without you  They will be your ride or die  But that won’t be me    You will depend on someone  You won’t be able to live without them  But that will not be me    You will find someone who will respect you and you will respect them  You will respect and disrespect each other  But that will not be me    You will find someone to miss  They will miss you too  You will miss and unmiss each other But that will not be me    You will shower each other with romance Then fall into sadness when you reject each other...

I remember, recall my past, my brothers and me, so young, so small   I do recall, childhood days  Innocent days  Rainy days, sunny days  My memory is there  And as long as I do  I’ll never see the magic man, the ice cream  So what if I don’t see the ice cream man?  Has anyone ever seen such a thing?  As magic here on earth  Show me the one who says they have  I’ll show you someone who claims and believes  Someone who wants fame and fortune  Show me a man who really loves children  I’ll show you the man, the ice cream man  He shows himself when no one’s watching  He doesn’t care for your approval  Show me the man who loves to sing and dance  Loves the rain  Loves the plants  Show me the man who loves the silence  I’ll show you the man,the magic man, the ice-cream man  Colorful and full  He is not a salesman  He doesn’t wake up for work  What if I’ve seen him  ...

I don’t need a phone Since I am not receiving your messages or calls I can only read your neurosis on WhatsApp statuses  Watch you live your life out on Instagram Post your status on facebook  I don’t need a phone anymore  Since it makes the distance wider  It gives me a washed-out version  Since it makes loneliness louder  The silences awkward The living, fake  I do not recognise you any longer Despite pictures and pictures on your wallpaper The desperation deeper  Pursuit of purpose and meaning  I don’t need a phone since you can live without me  Travelling from one country to the other  Making sure you secure your performance bonus Surrounding yourself with important figures  Selling hope and success  Granting funding to hopeful citizens  What use is a phone when you don’t call me  What use it a phone when it reminds me of when you used to need me What use is a phone without love? 

What is it to know?   What is knowledge   The bedrock of my security  Reason I make money  The machine  The inner working of mind  The existence of mind  The surfboard  The vehicle  The road  This is knowledge without which I feel insecure  I am something  I know that  If I lose what I know I have become senile  I must remember where everything is  What I did  What I ate  Where I am  Who you are  If I don’t something is dearly wrong with me  I am embarrassed because you look at me judge me  Call me old  Look after me  Fuss over me  You are confused by me  I was normal with knowledge  When I could make money  That’s what it seemed  What if I am normal now  More normal than ever before  What if I am free  Except the moment where you remind me  That I am lost  Confused, Unsteady, broken  Have I disrupted what was your life...