Rabbie Serumula
Rabbie Serumula is an author, poet and commentator who writes the Poetic License column appearing in The Saturday Star
Poetic Licence
Oom Piet had unknowingly opened the door to a memory
Poetic Licence
You see why the once-essential Temporary Passport is now a relic
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Both groups, in their own way, are grappling with the same fears
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Gold and diamonds carry a rhythm that lures men underground and holds them captive
Poetic licence: Suffer the children
Those who can afford the least are forced to gamble with their health
#PoeticLicence: Spaza shops
Living on borrowed groceries means living in borrowed futures
#PoeticLicence: The duplicity of Time
The pain never truly leaves
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We live in a world that tells us freedom is in our choices
#PoeticLicence: Unspeakable acts of cruelty
The court heard of the torment inflicted on two children: boiling water poured on skin too young to comprehend such pain, bodies beaten and violated, innocence obliterated.
#PoeticLicence: The unclaimed dead are not merely statistics
This paints a far more complex picture of social breakdown
Bela Bill: can we create a system where all voices are heard?
The BELA Bill transfers the authority to determine language policies from school governing bodies (SGBs) to provincial heads of departments.
#PoeticLicence: Safety in schools
More declarations that teaching and learning must be respected
#PoeticLicence: “Don’t eat at other people’s houses; they will poison you”
Seldom did they explain the reasoning behind this seemingly paranoid command
#PoeticLicence: Miss SA finalist’s journey has taken a surprising turn
A reminder that our identities are often intertwined with the actions of those around us
#PoeticLicence: Less hate, more understanding
The concepts of identity and belonging are complex
#PoeticLicence: An eye for an eye leaves a man without hands
Mistook the ancient code of an eye for an eye to its most brutal and literal extreme
Is the GNU masking a deeper reality of disunity and compromise
Urging unity and collaboration
Freedom Day is a time of celebration
Men and women rise before dawn for long commutes to low-paying jobs
#PoeticLicence: When words and hearts meet
It was the chance reunion with a titan of wordsmiths
#PoeticLicence: Underneath the canopy of an oak tree
As the last rays of sunlight wash us in their warm embrace, I pull Kganya close, feeling the weight of his forgiveness like a burden lifted from my weary soul.
#PoeticLicence: What people remember
Every edition is a brick to the construction site
#PoeticLicence: On loss and grief
With each passing moment, the weight of impending loss hung heavy in the air, a haunting reminder of the inevitable.
#PoeticLicence: Where do stolen copper cables go?
Municipalities must thoroughly inspect their inventories.
#PoeticLicence: The walls we build
It is the subtle melodies of love that add the most enchanting notes