SA Closed

12 Warriors entered the circle
3 will stay in the cube
The rest must die.

9 tombs will scatter
the terrain of 64 squares
Engraved, the names of sacrifice.

But unlike most wars,

there are no funerals here.
Flowers remain strewn everywhere.
Unlike most battles,prisons have no cells,
dungeons hold no chains.

The blood is spilt in the mind,
And in this cube, only the strong remain.

The Warrior of The Grey Zone
The Guru of Soweto,
The Pretorian Prince,
And a doctor who finds
solutions in the stars,
have gathered.

Aribters stalked the main stage
And the Bard found his way
on a table among trivial manuscripts.

It was a time when the young lions
faced initiation at the hands of the elders
and ragged-toothed, smelt the shores
of Dresden.

The Guru was laid low by a swing of Steel
The Greyzone was silenced into purgatory
A man from Springbok bullied on tops boards,
while luck ran out for the man of Gluck.

Later a Berg of Will departed, forced,
as death spoke of a pawn unpromoted.
Remain the mountain, my friend.
We await with arms open on e8,
humbled as we mourn.

The doctor is yet to return from the atmosphere.

Dresden will shudder
and smile,
when we say,
" A Cube has fallen from the stars
and out of its many values...
...we will finally become understood."

dawn has arrived in the central city

It took me 5 nights and 6 days
to discover Reason.

On the 7th i found the square.

The battles in the Central City have ceased.
This morning I found a poppy on the green lawn.

The soldiers have been chosen,
to fight another day, in another city.

With two friends, we captured the codes
wrote them on scrolls, and sold
in the citadel.

The greatest of Spartans came to read
and the power of their discovery
was handed don to the young ones,
who conquered 64 squares fearlessly.

My heart arrived bruised in the central city
and after hours I lost pictures of my shadows.

For days, i sought to recover the images,
while fire swept this stage.

A million hands have touched you my queen
as you move across horizons,
a thousand ears have listened to your orders
as you find diagnols to the stars.

it is here in the central city
it here where minds move mountains.

Bloemfontein holds our story.


Dawn has arrived in the central city
betrayal melts into waterfalls
crowns of kings, queens, bishops and knights
remain.

Finding Reason

I arrived without much
not even an expectation.

It took me 5 nights and 6 days
to discover Reason.

With even pushing a single pawn
I felt far from the 8th square
My dreams were left behind
where a table meets a mountain.

Every second is pulsing reminder
of a mistake.
It took just one day before
love was stolen out of me,
by a kindergarten thief.

Not even knowing what he had
taken, the portraits of lights
and shadows, this child snatched
them with out thought.

I then met a man dressed in a suit
who for a moment sold me false hope
at a price of trust.

The position looked lost
no Knights on the horizon,
my King taking a waltz into
doom.

Lies filled lies, and on the 5th night
of the 6th day, been left outside after work
just before dawn, knocking to the deaf ears
of the porter, I found reason.

It is time to depart the central city.

I know why I go
Scarred with the knowing
I betrayed myself by arriving.

Bloemfontein

It is said
nothing goes unseen
in the central city.

a city once scorched
still sours sweet songs
fills lost hours.

nothing goes unheard
in the central city
orange and free

a place of deep hearts
humbled words
spirited minds

the city captivates as it captures

it is honest

Supreme matters conclude,
and begin behind the walls
of the central city.

In the central library
a million hands touch pieces
of a sustained puzzle.

64 squares have arrived
armies from every province
have set up camp.

tents, clocks, and a million hands
hold life in condensed matches
in solid buildings
with outside green lawns.

eyes fix to the prize
to fly across the dry sand
on a flag.

the central voice speaks to all

through rickety tones
of listening phones
and strong pulses
of a passionate red.

We play our moves today
in the central place
where we have made
beginning and ends
findings and bends.