i hack my past to once more commune with you like an *internaut.
i hack my heart to retrieve your essence
so that I can invoke our bygone moments
as time fashion my heart to accept your fleeting moment
i tiptoe through the labyrinths of my mind to re-enact your clean deeds me brethren
so that i can once more reawaken your philosophies,
to bring them into utility.
like an illusive serpent the presence rolls onward.
My first pair of tekkies you bought I man
& i blended with my peers who had ‘’em ‘ready
guiding me concerning youthful things
& as it dawned for me
& as it dawned later in me livity
to also cope with manhood
affirmed in the townshipscape of quarrelsome end – phelindaba.
ashmoreville-atteridgeville
wa mfroestana?
u lent me your staff of knowledge
u learned me the stuff of life
you schooled I man
to stir the remnants of our memories to animation i hack the past
and as your potent teachings echo I remember brother man your fullness
And I rejoice in the moment of your presence in me life
Me idren.
Dedicated to Tseko Man Dicksy Nkosi (1966 – 2004)
* see Virilio, P. 2005. The Information Bomb. Verso books
© Mmutle Arthur Kgokong 2014
18 June
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