When I'm quiet, millions of things run through my mind. When I stare at you, I wonder why I love you so much, in spite of being taken for granted. I am like salt. My presence is never remembered, but my absence makes all things tasteless.
Suthukazi Arosi
Historical Truth
We, the people born between 1950-1980, we are the blessed ones. We are the awesome people. Our life is a living encyclopedia. We are also the last of a kind...
The house is on fire. Let us bring the water
A song about broken family units, values, broken communities, societies. A black family is broken, the human soul is broken.