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1. |
Bavino Dub Manifesto
04:06
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A Bavino Beat Manifesto
Deep slavery fantasy’s to blow
Horned dicks wrapped in nuclear waste glow
footsteps throb on my brain
My brother been through here
I recognise his bloodstains----
a Kgositsile affair
Bavino Dub Manifesto
your ‘best side’ an ancient monkey’s serrated arse at birth
What’s that say about the rest of you inching towards death?
This the Tabula Rasa ‘Life is not SASSA
Everything to be worked for’ to each their own gore
Bavino Dub Manifesto
ex combatants?
Pinocchio noses peeping out their arses
could not cock a Makarov.
Boris Karloff ugly-face lies
what struggle credentials off the Grandstands
beneath which truth bends?
Bavino Dub Manifesto
Cuckold & cuckquean my country & I have come to mean
Misogyny death? next fiction Arachnophobic Man & Spiderwoman
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Homogenous what? We are no amorphous mass
Bavino Dub Manifesto
Some like the smell of flowers Others? a pit latrine stenches
scents of blocked sewer existence
The rest to live inside a nursery
Accept this life’s compromise
NO perjury
Your genius is my wet faeces
& that is the Rectum-Line
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2. |
Suffrage Cannibalism
04:07
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[12:51 PM, 5/27/2021] Bavino Whatsapp:
suffrage cannibalism
suffrage
suffer age
suffer rage
what definition
what that settlement's negotiation yielded defeats imagination
one election kicked us so hard in the mouth
we are still excreting
our teeth
dikeni said the sky is beneath our feet
we walk on our heads
cos dick turned clitoris
& other way round is what arouses governance
plus -isms of ignorance
how the human juices sizzle in the sun
scatting while golden-showering
dying of manic-
socio-
psycho-
pathic laughter
lolling
lying
swimming in a crimson pool
--
suffrage cannibalism
suffrage
suffer age
suffer rage
what definition
what that settlement's negotiation yielded defeats imagination
one election kicked us so hard in the mouth
we are still excreting
our teeth
chanting 'one human one vote'
--
the NAMIB knows slaughter
how HERERO and NAMA gushed out the blood- hose
but it's on historical record :
not all pre-programmed mass-killings
weigh the same
bring the death-room scales
melanin-excess pushes the weight down
count the cost :
'that was no holocaust'
in sesotho NAMA
means MEAT
thus came the aryan canibals
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suffrage cannibalism
suffrage
suffer age
suffer rage
what definition
what that settlement's negotiation yielded defeats imagination
one election kicked us so hard in the mouth
we are still excreting
our teeth
chanting 'one human one vote'
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3. |
Perverse Chrysalis
02:27
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surreal the cesaire way
crimson no pirate in clover
under around over make the crucial play
we bleed the red fleet dread
creed plant the seed they plunder the feed
transformation station come the coffers shot-callers
consciousness to consumption
revolutionaries morph into
crypto+klepto
megalo-maniacs perverse chrysalis.
_________________
Cesaire speaks.
translation from French:
We are far away from " drifting under a sluggish sea" it's much more than that. It is the land of anger, an exasperated land, a land which spits and spews, which spews life.
This is what we must be worthy of.
The creative part must be nurtured.
The anger must be continued.
We must continue.
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(from the film AIME CESAIRE, A VOICE FOR HISTORY- Trailer PART 1. https://vimeo.com/371881285
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4. |
Jazz For Dyani
04:18
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intro: sound from Pan African Space Station broadcast of 4 hourJohnn Dyani special: " When these guys were in exile they were very lonely, all of them they were very lonely, but they had accompaniment; their music"
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jazz for dyani
i wish the sunshine
of the johnny dyani revitalising function
jumping a bass-line like humping a landmine
i wish the sunshine
rhythm-artic patterns you trace on my cranium turned
canvas
inform to transform the dream to the real
yet still mortal put into the ground
though your sound could turn conception around
your bones were scattered in mutilation’s wind
foreign & hostile enough to cuff the limb of your
rhythmstorm
where still you rise my prophet beyond the height of
profit
bursting the corporate gut out of the toilet & into the jazz-
street
running acid around my mind
in mass dysentery
of a consumerism-constipated century
that can’t cannibalise the brilliance
of the johnny dyani ocean in motion
riding the rhythm-rocket
high & deep on the wings of a blue note
bubbling up from the bottom of a blocked sewer system
i wish the sunshine
not bones I wish to exhume
but Mongezi Feza tones to subsume
creation
bebopping mbaqanga
on the Moholo backbeat
moulding BREATH into
BROTHERHOOD
MacGREGORian resonance thunderous with
PUKWANA pulsation
breathing the art of life beyond existence
not into escapist transcendence but sense out of dissonance
I wish the sunshine
Tthey’re grinning for the pounds
& sinning with the sounds
but, ah
born in the heart & sown in the mind
this music is a battleground
you stir the embers of rhythm into conflagration
where you chart the freedom of your chords
i wish the sunshine
of the johnny dyani revitalising function
jumping a bass-line like humping a landmine
I wish the sunshine
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(Dyani solo excerpt)
https://panafricanspacestation.org.za/
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5. |
Obscene Instance
03:43
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obscene instance
hebehebe lathalatha tseketseke mamela :
obscene instance
ditsie-minds ravage ratsieland
this masisapelo moment
for pierre mulele
they tied his spine to a raft
to steer across the congo-rivered genocide
a murderous ride
cancerous pride
tribalistic ones
putrefied carcasses enough
to bring a caress
to a racist's conscience
colour-blind hierarchies
intestines for whips
these bleeding lips
what vengeance hatred retribution meant
a viscera-excreta relation
hebehebe lathalatha tseketseke mamela :
obscene instance
ditsie-minds ravage ratsieland
this masisapelo moment
so forlorn
holds a worm in admiration
legs in amputaion? drumsticks
give the drama-
tist character
with a clenched fist
like soldiers for peace
read moon tza's
fart of gore
to prepare for WAR
venom spill
poison-filled syringe
dread-chalice severed head on a string
from going to rigor mortis to how "text is not words"
hebehebe lathalatha tseketseke mamela :
obscene instance
ditsie-minds ravage ratsieland
this masisapelo moment
tears parade
fat as maggots in cadavers
mourners for pay scream
shrill enough to cut through bread but
can't drill into heads
corrupt tentacles
herd tendrils up sin-mountain
down hades hole
manhood bragging rights?
mutilated babies body-parts
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6. |
Skunk Atavistic
04:38
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skunk atavistic
skunk-stank-butt dung-buttles in black skin
furry tongues rolling dead-brain green
drool caucasian concepts
onto black conscious book-pages
scum&cum-tracks
up their minds' buttcracks
the acid-sperm rages
draw a line
from there to gangrene
astral or earth-body bound
in bloody mud
nut-head gone cosmic in the knob
testicular cancer is not
a zodiac sign
moved from poetry
to spoken turd
seeing how brain-lack-land
treats is high intellects
it blew out his dreams
along with walter rodney
cs-gassed up
acidic amniotic fluid burnt out the poetic
at birth
they synthetic-grafted
the cranial walls
of basquiat
ain't seen horror-core
til your innards
hit the floor
brutal speeches
clogged-up alimentary canal
Orwellian misquote :
'two legs food
for belly-burst politician
swallow the dead seed
& piss out poison-feed junk
for 7 generations to come'
amandla for what?
not a fist you are clenching
it's your sphincter
to facilitate bowel-movement
you might need grasp
the freedom spectre
not activist
just active-fist
up clamped-mouth arse atavistic
skunk atavistic
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re- dub
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7. |
Riddim, Rime Reason
05:39
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Riddim, Rime, Reason
Listen at the lectern the great mortician
At the Morgue parliament’s death-smell we choke
Fortune to disembark the ghost-trains graveyard shuttle
Back-bench cannon-shell putrescent hymns
expediency’s rhetoric accompaniment
Multiple Satan rings across limbo-land sliding in the bog
Formaldehyde promises the nation’s hide to embalm
Still Transition phase space between butchery & mortuary
one more page to one’s fate
Nothing divine in destiny manifest
Salvaged from Fires of Empire
Christian artillery bombardment
Cosmetic-sutures Cease & Desist
But rally/ Raleigh calls for ‘savage native’ decimation for peace
Holocaust a concept European owned
Got truth to re-write / unwrite
genocide off the dark continent
Build a lie-monument
Blood-paths we
travelled/covered map your guilt’s extent
Barbarous transgressions no conscience
from hospitality abuse to slavery reserve use
‘what it has to do with me’ brigade’s feigned ignorance
Malnutrition sown designed disease planted
extinguishing new life fire drowning babies in slime
meantime playing victim-innocence on the manhunt
(forgive the unrepentant & you fit their definition of you :
yours the sub-human species’ view)
Mista & missus avaricious descendants
Of scurvied paleness
Which From open arms of welcome
took greedy advantage
Rape & pillage driven Khoisan-extinction powered
Cowed & coward-led excursions to the interior
Inhumanity courses through rotten veins
Self-delusion’s no bounds
Bow down & give salutation
Loud profane self-love turned narcissistic
Still label original human animal
Sacred this skin-tone
Still god-proudly enough not to oppress
Show gratitude you still allowed to exist
Fear eternal afraid to death living in palpitation endless
Deluded sense of self makes it hard to breathe
Riddim, Rime, Reason
I am primed
Not endearing ourselves
But commandeering the Casspir
Evil power vehicle annihilation inspired
Off the military shelf
Throttle up
We’re going into battle, buttercup
dead from the neck up
noxious talk endangered spasmodic work
Sick tongue muscle move
Crab-like sideways speak
The horse is dead
the carriage broken
corruption jumped on the rand wagon
200 bloody years
A tear flood
Wheel it back to 1652
All that black meat to chew
Muzzle up the Alsatians
Puzzle out the politics
What settlement
Outside the court of public opinion
Riddim, Rime, Reason
I am primed
Your preacher’s investments
A murder investment
Culprit with The WORD to kill by
Head-severance for religious retirement
Vasco da Gama
To Obama and beyond
a chump-card
They played
While we prayed,
hard til the knee-caps turned backward
Priest is Narcissist
Sticks his own balls Up his butthole he’s that fantasist
Failing that turns pederast
That’s not in the past
History a trail of blood in semen to the present
Opposite meteorites
Shooting out dick-wads
Futureward
In pedagogy of subjugation
Atomic waste matter
Brain/senses clogged up to irrelevance
Riddim Rhyme Reason I’m primed
Ticking down to detonation
Snitches for god Jehovah’s mercenaries
Inquisition time Now who’s bestial
Van Riebeeck broken backs
Laid out like railway tracks
Legacy of bodies on conveyor belts
Memories burning hot enough to make eyeballs melt.
Riddim Rhyme Reason I’m primed
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8. |
Mafika
02:00
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