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Zabalaza by Zibusiso Mpofu

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Photo by Mgcini Nyoni   That bloody chicken bus A sight for sore eyes An unneccesary affliction A disgraceful reflection Into past lives and their memories That sordid affair of Tyrannical cruelty That hackels my countenance from side to side Back and forth To my grandfather 's place of sorjoun That horrible affair of political dissatisfaction My heart assumes pulputations That damned chicken bus That works up red earth Into a colourful story Memories of painful foot joints And back aches ''This is what our fore fathers died for'' May you and I be blessed with their fruitful spirit To rise and throw That ugly chicken bus A sight for sore eyes A painful distraction A reason to rise...

Jacaranda Solitude by Frank Malaba

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Image - marikenya.com Streets paved with gold seeking shuffling feet of old. Me a little peasant boy, Walking in the rain with no hand to hold. Jacaranda trees dangle their lilac bells of royalty and Sprinkle me into oblivion with their golden confetti of pollen. Blue headed geckos, like miniature dinosaurs cling To tree barks and steal nanosecond glances and make me Feel like Gulliver in a modern Jurassic street. I am happy, save for the occasional shots of solitude that Sneak up on me to remind me of the many avenues like this I have built many a papier-mâché memory on. In the distance I can see the speedy bullets of kamikaze raindrops Splashing into the thirsty red soil. They conjure a red mist of dust that pirouettes its way into My eyes like red ballerina child soldiers hell bent on bringing me To my knees. And yet I keep walking, breathing and shuffling my peasant feet To get home. These golden streets, so uninviting, forget that It was the crusty hand ...

Secrets Of My Heart by Emelda Makamba

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Image - quiteoh.wordpress.com Shadows fill an empty heart As love is fading, From all the things that we are But are not saying Can we see beyond the stars And make it to the dawn? It felt like spring time on this February morning In a courtyard birds were singing your praise I’m still recalling things you said to make me feel alright I carried them with me today I don't know where this road is going to lead me But I'm hoping that with you I can make it through I've had enough of this life to lead me Right up to the edge of the world I knew I'll be loving your light Till it fades away Tell the world I know Because it will never change If something feels so right Just can't turn the page There's too much to lose We're just passing through Shadows fill an empty heart As love is fading, From all the things that we are But are not saying Can we see beyond the stars And make it to the dawn?