Scared of Flying???

Ek weet wat ek nou gaan sê is dalk baie verkeerd, maar sien tog die humor in dit in...

Ek klim vanaand op 'n vliegtuig en ek wonder by myself, oor die vlug wat in Atlantiese oseaan geval het (die pivots het gevries - Jun 2009), die een naby Indie (malfunction - Jun 2009), die klein vliegtuig ongelukkie by George (Des 2009) en dan sekerlik Lost, die TV series...

Sê nou my vliegtuig crash and wonder by all, I'm the only surviver. Laat my dink aan daai movie waar Bruce Willis in die trein ongeluk is en niks oorkom nie. Hulle scoop my op en ek word 'n huishoudelike naam oornag! Ek kry 'n eksklusiewe onderhoud met Sarie, verkoop beter as toe Amor op die cover was in Nov. Ek kry my eie book deal, ek gaan teken ook boeke by Cresta en Menlyn en sit vir Joost ore aan met 'n signing. Huisgenoot neem my op hul vlerke en maak front page news. Beeld vergeet van Jurie Els en ek is die gossip.

Ek kry my eie talkshow, na ek obviously op Oprah was en ook op Dr Phil, hoe verwag jy hoe geskok moet ek wees. Van die kamera action, nie die crash nie! lol

Vergeet om te sê Madiba gaan nog vir my die week na die tyd in die hospitaal kom kuier, het my kleintoontjie gebreuk toe ek van die boot afgeklim het wat my gered het uit die see uit. Malema bekeer homself na Zuma hom by gehad het, Malema het 'n week na die ongeluk gesê dis rasisties dat ek die enigste wit persoon is wat oorleef het, min weet hul, ek het twee van die lugwaardinne wat oorleef het, Tembi en Pretty op 'n eiland versteek, niemand steel my limelight!

En beste van als, ek gaan commercials op TV soveel beter maak.

My first commercial will be a Durex Condom one:

Imagine ek hou kondoom vas en sê: "Use one, you may not be as lucky as I am"

3 Little Words (song - Frankmusik)

All you want from me are three little words
You just get me laughing "quite absurd!"
I know I'm with you now but this all might end
So save all the "I love yous" and lets not pretend

Cos' you wont hear it now and you wont hear it then
I love you no
The three words that begin what three words always end

You can be a little full on cos' I know what you need
That really doesn't mean you'll get it from me
Lying to self doesn't make it easier
Save us both the time
"lets be together we'll be fine"
You say but...

Cos' you wont hear it now and you wont hear it then
I love you no
Cos' you won't hear it now and you wont hear it then no
Those three words that begin and three words always end end end end end

Take the time and you might understand
Feelings have no thoughts and they ain't got any plans
So don't be surprised when I look in your eyes
For all I want from you is a kiss or two

You wont hear it now and you wont hear it then
I love you no the three words that begin
What three words always end I love you no no
You won't hear it you won't hear it now
You won't hear it then no no no
Those three words that begin
What three words always end

Huh!

Cos' you don't know
What I'm talking about
When you see it written
In the clouds

You wont hear it now and you wont hear it then
I love you no
The three words that begin what three words always end
I love you no no
Cos' you wont hear it now and you wont hear it then
I love you no no
Cos' you won't hear it
Cos' you won't
Cos' you won't
Cos' you won't hear it now
Cos' you won't hear it now
And you won't hear it then
The three words that begin
What three words always end
Cos' you won't hear it now
The three words that begin
The three words always end
And you know we can't pretend
We can't pretend
We can't pretend
We can't pretend

Awoken (Poem - Own work)

I'm awoken by a noise that hits the ground
I'm on the floor, breathing uneasily as it's dark
Where am I, can't remember how I got here
I have trouble standing on my feet, I fall

The ground under my bruised hands is moist
The smell of napalm, the smell of death
No noises, just the holler of millions of voices
I tremble and cry, where am I, I ask myself

I put my hands out infront of me, can't see them
I feel the blood running down my arms, the warmth
My feet are swollen, the pebbles on the ground is sharp
I see light, I feel warmth, it's a fire in the distance

I walk closer, with caution, one step at a time
Beings creeps out behind the rocks, growling
I walk forward, the smell of death, death is in the air
"WHO MOVES THERE", my ear durms burst

Oh shit, can't be,
I'm in hell

Masker (Story - Own work)

Met 'n struikel vorentoe, verloor ek beheer oor my voete en val voorentoe - kliphard tref ek die grond! Alles word tjoep stil om my, niemand lag nie, nie staan nader om te vra is alles okay nie... Nee, almal staar net, of so voel dit, want self ek weet nie, my gesig is nog plat op die grond - lê en maak of ek bewusteloos daar lê. Gaan iemand my kom ophelp...

Ek hoor saggies stemme van agter, 'n paar loop nader... Wat lê daar, vra een nusskierig. Ek lig my kop op uit my eie bekommernis nou, wat van my het gebreek en afgeval, dat dit "daar" lê. Ek voel wel piekfyn, niks skort sover soos wat ek weet nie. Ek het geen seer, skawe of sny plekke aan my lyf nie, wel kyk almal my nog met sulke piering oë aan. Sê net iets! Dink ek! Wat kyk julle?

Ek lig myself stadig op, eina! Met die opstaan en ondersteuning van my hande sny ek hul alby, iets lê hier vlak by my, glaserig en stukkend. Dit lyk so onbekend, nog nooit van tevore gesien nie, maar wel herinner dit my aan iets. Dit moet 'n spieel wees, al wat ek nou aan dink is 'n spieel.

Wag! Dis ek! Ek? Ja dis ek wat myself gesny het! My masker het geval!