Thursday, September 15, 2011

The Ice-Cream Fella by Mgcini Nyoni

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The ice-creak fella
hurriedly pushing
his ice-cream cart
into tredgold building
He told his Gokwe
that he is a manager
in Bulawayo

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

The High Road by Angela Thulie Sibanda

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I hate it when you attempt to lie
you fail dismally
When you sit and plot to cheat
When you walk all over me
and still come back begging
I hate being right about your lies
I hate knowing the rubbish you think
Feeling safe in the privacy
of your thoughts
Very soon I will get it into
my thick head
There is no reason to stay
and hit the road
Love talks
Bullshit walks
Go figure
I am throwing in the towel.

Monday, September 12, 2011

To A Black Girl by Gwendolyn Bennett (1927)

I love you for your
And the rounded
darkness of your breast
I love you for the
breaking sadness in your voice
And shadows where your
wayward eyelids rest

Something of old forgotten queens
Lurks in the lithe
abandon of your walk
And something of the
shackled slave
Sobs in the rhythm of your talk

Oh, little brown girl, born
for sorrow’s mate
Keep all you have of
Forgetting that you once
were slave
And let your full lips
laugh at Fate!