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Botswana Citizenship: Low hanging fruit for business tycoons

A critical analysis of President Boko’s proposed CBI scheme and what it reveals about our economic direction.

Lessons and Letters, the book launch

What happens when you combine poetry with music and dance? A musical, right? Well, not quite. On 27 September 2025, at Molapo Crossing’s in-house theatre, Keabetswe Molotsi launched her debut and much-anticipated poetry collection Lessons and Letters. The event was not a conventional book launch—it was an avant-garde performance. Interpretive dance, live music, and spokenContinue reading “Lessons and Letters, the book launch”

The Babysitter

For the longest time, Wada lived with her boyfriend Bumo in a small house in Block 3. It was a bachelor pad beautified with laminated bible verses on the wall and seedlings in old yoghurt tubs. Bumo would always promise her that the day he made tenure and secured his fortune, he would marry her,Continue reading “The Babysitter”

Prophets and Economists: Reviewing David Magang’s Delusions of Grandeur, Vol. 2

Book review of David Magang’s Delusions of Grandeur Vol 2

The Rainmaker

Love the LORD your God and serve him with all your heart, and he will send rain on your land in its season. Turn away and worship other gods, then the LORD’s wrath will be kindled against you, and he will shut up the heavens that there will be no rain. Deuteronomy 11:13-17 The rainContinue reading “The Rainmaker”

To Wait for Love

I know. It has been ages since I last posted. You might have forgotten that you subscribed to this page…lol. The trouble I have is one we know all too well: time. Life has a way of getting in the way, and the things we started doing with such diligence gradually fall into obscurity. WeContinue reading “To Wait for Love”

The Symphony of Creation: A Visual Poem

I know it has been a while since I last posted on this website… Let’s just say circumstance has not been so generous in affording me time for this labour of love. That being said, I would like to share with you a spoken word piece I did a month ago in collaboration with TheContinue reading “The Symphony of Creation: A Visual Poem”

Between homes abroad

I look out from my windowThe Necropolis greets meWith an eyesore of sunshine The morning in Glasgow isSometimes bright I see it and think back*An meine Zeit in Frankfurt N- and I sat on the train back From a weekend in WeimarTraumatised by the KZ in BuchenwaldWhere people like us *Minderwertige Rassen zugehören We sawContinue reading “Between homes abroad”

As a rag

Mopping after messes while dripping A frothy tail of evidence, saying:“Here, with filth, I am.”Soaked with soap and coatedIn pouring water yet discoloured With filth, I amCold and old and wrung outTo be hidden in plain sight. I shout:I am!

More than Autumn

Leaves fall they always fallNew leaves grow but never holdWinds of winter leaves them To wither and wander aloneFar from any palm or barkNo stone knows whose they wereJust as the tree standsShrugging its many shouldersWith its fickle fingers that areA bend from breaking offAll leaves know thisThey once belongedTo the canopy of treesThen theyContinue reading “More than Autumn”