Culture by Casandra Gaviao

I would have loved to be Japanese
to wear the Kimono and wooden sandals
or even to be an Indian woman
And wear the colourful Sari

But I'm only an African woman
Born of Shona and of Sena
mhapa and shashiko
now the African attire
for me the modern woman

Sure I'd have loved to English or French
To be called sophisticated among women
glamorous jewels and elegant dresses
But i prefer my wooden beads
Jewels of seeds, shells and stone

I would have loved to be a part of Ancient Egypt
To share with Cleopatra the riches of this world
To be bathed in milk and dressed in silk
But i do come from the South
animal skin, fabric made from plant fibre

I appreciate who I am
I appreciate other cultures
They bring a definition to who we are!

LOVE, COLOUR AND KARMA by Simbarashe Ashley Nyambara

If I where to paint love with a colour
All would be glamour
For no one colour would be enough,
To express its splendor
I would start with my own heaven and palour
All in it happiness resides and habour
This colour essence in smiles and laughter
Gladness and joy all hue the interior
But as I paint love with a colour
Karma would be the anchor parlor
If I would paint love with a colour
I would paint in summer
Let the crystal rain drops gush
Within my compound as fountain waters
I would glitter every heart with shine
And mix it well with purity in every manner
So that love would not be colour blind
I would paint it brand new
But as I paint love with a colour
Karma would be the summer
For love deserves the colour joy
Its essence and treasure are like heaven and palour
Karma the colour
In my heart you dwell
As I rejoice