A Fight In Makokoba by Clemence Chinyani

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 I was there,
Standing with the watchers,
Adding my voice to the din,
Saying things, to nobody,
Flinching, Scared for him,
The one who was drunk,
And the other, boiled-as-an-owl,
Throwing fits wildly as if fighting with the air,
After a while they rested,
Like two turkey-cocks,
Balloon lipped, blue-eyed,
Spitting bloodied spit,
One started about the other's mother,
The crowd fell into a frenzy,
Someone pushed the other's supporter,
And the sun slid an inch down to it's awaiting bed,
The beer hall security personnel laughed,
And the short blade knife darted through space,
From the back-pocket to the chest cavity,
Drawing blood,
End of the fight, someone toll the bell,
Fun's over a man is down.

Just For A While by Thandeka T'kay Gonde

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You painted rainbows on my sky
Made my heart smile
But it was ah!
Just for a little while
You made my face shine
When I felt like you were mine
I won't say it was a lie
When u said your love won't die
'cause it was true, but just for a while

The Hand by Lerato

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Fitted snugly into mine

years ago

Strolling down

the lazy streets

and the city council park

picturesque,

with a sparkling fountain

It’s rundown now

the fountain green with algae

I still walk the lazy streets

and the park

Unaware that your hand

imprinted on mine

is long gone

It fits snugly on the steering wheel

and other hands – not mine

The hand

I still feel it

and reminisce

It’s long gone though

My hand took yours’ shape

and no other

can fit snugly

into my hand anymore

I walk and muse over

your long gone hand