The Silent Killer from Sikhondi Street

I’ve just witnessed the man next door throw his wife around like she was a piece of paper…

I’ve never felt so traumatized and violated, and even if she screamed for help I couldn’t help her…

1. I don’t know her
2. I can’t come in between a relationship
3. She is not my friend
4. She’s a new neighbor

What’s so funny is that…
He plays gospel and looks so charming and down to earth ! You would never think his a woman beater!!
Because they are new neighbors they keep to themselves and while he was busy strangling her I could hear him say
“Why are you screaming?, do you want people to hear”

THE NERVE! And he beats her up more and more, I’m not talking about a couple of slaps. I’m talking fist, kicks the works! Not even boxer beat each other like that! ITS DISGUSTING!!!!

So I called the police but I couldn’t continue listening to her scream for help…

Made an anonymous call… But cut the call before I could tell them the location.

But after a while I hear her outside in the car; thinking she is safe but I hear the screaming again.

For me this showed that men who beat up women are just weak minded individuals.

I will not tolerate a men laying his dirty hands on a woman regardless if I no them or not!

Typical that this happened in Soweto! So does it mean soweto men beat up their woman?

NO!

It means their are men out their that get away with such behavior, meaning that the woman is not a victim in this whole situation…

this is not the first time I hear her scream for dear life but that means she’s enjoying the treatment. If you feel so abused by your husband that you don’t tell anyone about the situation and you stick around long enough to see your body being battered and bruised. Then it simply means you digging your own grave with a smile on your face.

This situation has taught me a lot.

1. Woman play victims to the life they choose.
2. Never intervene in someone else’s relationship
3. Men who lay a hand on a woman is a pathetic excuse for low self esteem.
4. No matter how people ask for help, it doesn’t mean they actually NEED help.
5. Never marry a man you hits you, never say “I do” if he has.

Regardless imma put him on blast!
Sikhondi Street Zone 5 Pimville.
Black Male
Zulu
7 feet tall
Wears glasses
Drives a New Polo Silver Grey. (Registration number to be investigated)

Let’s stand up against domestic violence! Let’s be the voice for those lost souls that can’t make a choice.

#ProudSowetanLady

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Yes a Mageza story again!

Why are motorist always talking shit about magezas are bad drivers! Just because you don’t know the shortcuts of the freeway? Haaha

Don’t hate man, these people are advanced in road shortcuts; busy swearing at them! Yes I admit they sometimes full of shit & cut you off but isn’t that their identity???

You get motorist busy retaliating at them not realising some of us are late or even exist ONAGANA OSOMANG WENA!

Kona manje neh, this taxi driver is just cracking jokes; its fun we engage and laugh with people we’ve never met before. I’m enjoying it, this shit is not constructed but is natural

Anyway was just saying I won’t post aything ngabo mageza !

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Healed Scars from a Broken Glass

Once. . . I was in love with a man so handsome that he filled my heart with laughter and excitement. He would just stare at me and i would just melt in his hazel eyes wondering whether I would look at those eyes for eternity. He was thee perfect man for me at that time, I pictured myself with him walking down thee aisle. He had floors but I looked passed that. . . every man had floors but I accepted his because his sealing made me blossom. I cannot explain how my heart would skip a beat when I saw his smooth CAREMEL skin oh no he was my perfect. He felt the same way thou it was not me who caught his heart….

THEN. . .
I would often fight for what’s mine, but he made me believe I was gonna be with him but all those affections were lust.i later realised he will never love me for who I am but what I have! I was his sense of relief when the one he loved shows sudden floors. I would be a replacement but funny how I still had hope for us, I believed he was mine and I’d pray for our happiness and success but I never got it. . .

NOW. . .
He who I still love comes back but I no he won’t fulfill what I deserve NOW it is I that stands up too him and say NO MORE shall I beg for your heart NO MORE shall I weep for days on end to get your love and NEVER shall I be your consoling pet as I have grown to learn IF A MAN DIDN’t LOVE YOU THEN HE WILL NEVER LOVE YOU NOW. . .

“I STAND UP TO YOU AND SAY I’M A BETTER THEN WHEN YOU LEFT ME AND I SAY NO TO BEING YOUR BOOTY CALL AND I PROUDLY RAISE MY MIDDLE FINGER TO YOU”

I am not your burden !

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Taxi Ride Part II

Ish so sittng behind taxi driver toda mara hai khehla leli ! Now he turns his review so he can look at me! No hai baba u old yazi! Your clean and all mara umdala for mina!!

Now I jinxed myself now all these taxi drivers hat are clean are looking at me! Mara when I asked God I forgot to tell him age restriction ! Now all them are coming to me aowa hle ! Ngeke phela…

And people can see gore his eyeing me no man this madala has no game yazi ! Wooooooo his got nice hands though,

Ish neat magezas are the shit hey mara this one is to old for me hai!

Yohhhhhhh this pakistan man next to me is also being charmed by me ! Heh today gona ! His busy eyeing me mara nor I just don’t do them and HIS OLD, and when I say old over 33 is where I stop ngeke! I don’t date anyone older than my brother so no they r old! They seen things I haven’t seen in my life so hai they r over experienced…

Ish ya neh

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Converse Part II (floetic proposal)

Let’s try something different, I’m not poetic but I can try, just so you know I don’t copy and paste everything here is orginal… Yekelani umona !

Trademarking my footsteps…

Where do we go from here…
My feet take me on journeys, that you tourists seem to fear…
They are the cornerstone of every experience I come across…
They are what lead me to troubles I can face…

Izinyawo zami take me to the nearest pussy on the corner…
They help her draw maps, while I’m laying the story…
These feet rush me into to experience but to slow to take me out of consequence…

Inyawo zami has seen hunger…
These feet take me to thabo to buy a kota with my last R6 50
These feet take me ka morris when the wallet starts speaking in tongues oh why? Why? Why are Busi Ntulis curves so wide, they make me smile, for a million reasons oh my…

These feet take me a circus to get HIGH…
Ngiblome nama gents and smoke a couple GWAI’s…
Oh mara why? My feet take me to spaces whenever I’m in places…

My feet make me realize people cannot be trusted oh no…
Uta’siga o tengisa ama simba AI BO…
Angina mona we BABO…
Sengithi nje udlalisa nge mali; oooh TIXO…

I’m saying these feet have shown me amazing things…
I’ve come across people that played with my feelings…
But oh baby you were just fling…
“Only real men get touch my beijing”..
his got me speaking in tongues…

These feet have seen pain..
Laying a hand on me, ill never trust you again
What was there to gain?
Or were you just high on cocaine…
There’s no reason for you to explain..
My heart is hurting while you looking at me entertained
You fuckn drug slave…

Ekere mantu aka have experienced shit in the fullest…
My feet have yet to see success…
No more sex and nakedness..
Its time I compressed my life to what is valuable..
I am valuable and these feet will carry me onwards as I don’t look backwards no more…

SAY THANK YOU to your FEET…

(I no poet but got message across; your feet give you experience)

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ngi’charmiwe Bafethu

So ngise Taxini neh ngilate fucked up, but you know when you find a nice siyaya/quantum ngathi vele you in a mazarati ai le siyaya le e’khala ama pipe AI MAAN…

This morning I get into a nice mazerati quantum, with a clean mageza ushaye ne supega lesos’skathi, shaye enye ijersey so ye’hemisphere CHESA! Wooooo I’m blushing mara ya so here am I thinking I’m L8 nix ubuthi drives like I know him vele, YELLOW LANE, uthi kimi ” hey sthandwa I see you drinking iRedbull sure khuthi oka’lali and ulate, let me treat you first class….

Nangu USHAYA iMOTO LOM’DRYSELI ! ! ! Yeses wooo nor ong chamile straight and ya bona mos, u”nice! Freshe why are girls soooo picky! If the magezas who she’d me weren’t so ugly and old I would date them phela nami ngine type of geza I want, ngifuna o CLEAN ! Ozithandayo.

So I’m early for sgela; ready to revise som vele ngibe top! And nix he didn’t ask for my number if u must know

MY LOVE so HLANGANA Eme RANKENI !!!!

Mara o skoon yazi…
Ong chamile vele, and akekho mobi upresensentable

Before ong Judger! O’skoon wena na ??? Asiqale lapho! Yes ngiyavuma most abo mageza yifebe mara mele ujola naye uwazi kune Temptation!

Tsek! Ong chamile vele khulumani

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BlazedMinds

Even when you with your boys you need a moment to eat the bones of your brain! (Amatambo wen’tlogo)

Our mind has a lot of secrets that we our self can’t even access… This image is amazing because when you thinking of something its always associated with clouds and smoke…

What do we Sowetans think of?

A better life than we have I guess… If we had all resources, we could achieve anything, some people think its about moving out eh loxion no no no, we love the hood there’s nothing wrong with it, if get to live stundee have money to give our children and mothers remember our values are completely different from yours! We never said getting out of the hood! Its just getting out of home to get your own place phela after 21 some of us feel like sityda umzali you know, we need our own space nathi to do what we want…

Circumstances push us to what we need rather than what we want its a cycle we can’t shift, sometimes the job we have is merely to have pocket change not merely enough to get a dladla or ikari… We do what we gotta do but with shit like this there’s consequences…

We are always perceived as the race that wants free stuff all the time, nothing is for mahala, its quiet difficult not to feel demotivated if people call you lazy and un appreciative that ish honestly hurts no matter what we do it follows us where ever we go…our minds are filled with problems more serious than you losing a pair of louis vuittion…

But we never bring our problems to people we to private like that, and this image translates it aswell, these niggas are friends but you don’t see them telling each other about their problems… We keep it personal its not a guy thing its a sowetan thing in my opinion!

Love everyone but trust know one

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Beyond Human Eyes

We worry about things that do not make sense, have you ever thought what goes on beyond a human eye?

I truly believe that sky is the limit but the sun is your opportunity, time waits for no one…

When will some of my niggas start realizing this is beyond me, someone needs to look beyond what gravity provides, innovation is key to become someone in the world. An image says a thousand words but for this particular image I see it as something I can use to my advantage uyang thola?

Pushing spani in day light people can verstaan wat gaan aan met jou, mara when the sun goes down, so does trust in people… The sun shines bright everyday day, always on time, never late and when it changes season it let’s you know for how long…if I can get every man ekasi to think like the son so phuma kule poverty…

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Good Dad, Bad Dad

Anyone can honestly be a parent…

Children are brought in the world to be taken care of sometimes money does not make you a good parent… If you believe in yourself, your child will believe in you…

Som waar most of us don’t have fathers to help us, we are either to ashamed of them or their are just not alive anymore…

Some of the guy friends I know don’t know their fathers and sometimes cannot relate to them because I grew up with a father… But they are the best people I know because they strive for what they want; some become like their fathers while others want a different path…

People always talk about how women/ girls are being knocked up?? Have you ever asked yourself about the fathers to be??

Its a huge responsibility to handle when your a guy most people crack under pressure, and some just don’t care… Everyone has that fear, having a baby doesn’t come with a manual… Its only natural and if you didn’t grow up with the nature of being calm having loving parents its a repeated cycle yet again…

Well I’m proud and disappointed at the guys I know from my kasi, I’m proud of you because you wear your child with pride, let your child become apart of you… Some of you may not work but your child doesn’t show that, meaning you hustle for your child I admire that…

I’m quiet disappointed and the guys e kasi who refuse to grow up and take responsibility, and don’t accept that they are FATHERS… A baby needs to shake you up mentally… Being responsible for your child says a lot about not you but your upbringing…

Izolo le authi ibusy uyang shela mara his drunk pop dronk! Telling me ukuthi uyang thanda n all… At the back of my mind I’m thinking of his kids who are not even a year old, the poor girl juggling twins alone, guy is drunk…

But I never got angry at the guy ngoba no BABA wakhe wang shela ! So for me its a repeated vicious cycle! Bad parenting is a disease that’s curable only if you find the original carrier!
So lento will stop only if uBABA wakhe stops his shit a grows up, I don’t see that happening anytime soon… Its a cycle!

START changing things in your life and make different starting with your legacy! Take responsibility for your actions and teach your child right from wrong… A child gets knowledge from EVERYWHERE a good parent filters the bad and the good!

SHO*

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