Rabbie Serumula is an author, poet and commentator who writes the Poetic License column appearing in The Saturday Star
Oom Piet had unknowingly opened the door to a memory
You see why the once-essential Temporary Passport is now a relic
Both groups, in their own way, are grappling with the same fears
Gold and diamonds carry a rhythm that lures men underground and holds them captive
Those who can afford the least are forced to gamble with their health
Living on borrowed groceries means living in borrowed futures
The pain never truly leaves
We live in a world that tells us freedom is in our choices
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.
This paints a far more complex picture of social breakdown
The BELA Bill transfers the authority to determine language policies from school governing bodies (SGBs) to provincial heads of departments.
More declarations that teaching and learning must be respected
Seldom did they explain the reasoning behind this seemingly paranoid command
A reminder that our identities are often intertwined with the actions of those around us
The concepts of identity and belonging are complex
Mistook the ancient code of an eye for an eye to its most brutal and literal extreme
Urging unity and collaboration
Men and women rise before dawn for long commutes to low-paying jobs
It was the chance reunion with a titan of wordsmiths
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.
Every edition is a brick to the construction site
With each passing moment, the weight of impending loss hung heavy in the air, a haunting reminder of the inevitable.
Municipalities must thoroughly inspect their inventories.
It is the subtle melodies of love that add the most enchanting notes
