Phantom Of the Night

Been up and down the streets of Chitungwiza the whole day in a vile effort to make ends meet but it seems as if all my efforts are being met with adamant rejection. The water and electricity crisis continues to escalate and it has been so for the past decade, sometimes i think somethings happen just to test how far your patience can stretch. Its a wonder noone has ever demonstrated against the local authority i think the lessons of the past has taught us a great deal that protesting doesn't solve anything it only makes the situation worse. The only worthwhile time is when i get this opportunity to let my mind wander whichever direction it wants to go and to record the thoughts as they spring from my subconsciousness what better thing to do in a nation where unemployment is at its peak with only 20 percent of the population formally employed and the other left to fate. what cruel fate awaits every child that is birthed in this desolate country>>>>

Time To Sleep

After an eventful day characterized by the most obscure livity that is imaginable i can finally rest my head on my pillow fully confident that i have become one of the few Africans to actually start writing his thoughts, his everyday experience, documenting the happenings around the town. Well life takes another meaning and i have found an escapade to this unending streams of struggles!!!!

Screams Of Konciousness

A river cries for my crystal tear
Books scream for “Pub-legalisation”
Cold beers wait impatiently inside my freezer
Don’t disturb, replies the mighty pen I hold
Education is a lost key, knowledge is power
Fools are produced in schools and churches
Good things come to those who weigh-it i.e. knowledge of self
High grades can only be scored through self-knowledge
Intelligence is not a thing foreign, we all know it
Jesus was a Muslim from the description of his clothing
Keep him in the Arab world, where he belongs
Let African spirituality wake us up to our true high-nurse
My people must reclaim their myths, truths and lies
No one shoe bee allowed to ‘discover’ or ‘educate’ us
Only WE have true knowledge of our region and religion
Peace, Love & Soul to the spirits that hover above us and among us
Queens and Kings who stole death to be our guarding Angels
Rebirth In Power to the human touch that has kept us intact
Scream of Konsciousness, I implore you to shout out the facts
That God is not a Christian nor is he Jewish or a man infact
Under normal “sense-come”-stance, God lives in “wOrds”
Verbs, proverbs, nouns and idioms grown old to become bible truths
Words crafted by every culture to process the world of its live-in
X-mas trees have their roots deep in Caucasian culture
You and I are of trees, family trees grown green with every birth
Zip this truth and pass it on to the kids of your kids and their kids!!!

On the English Language

"For a black writer the language is very racist; you have to have harrowing fights and hair-rising panga duals with the language before you can make it do all that you want it to do. It is so for feminists. English is very male. Hence feminist writers also adopt the same tactics. This may mean discarding grammar, throwing syntax out, subverting images from within, beating the drum and cymbals of rhythm, developing torture chambers of irony and sarcasm, gas ovens of limitless black resonance." - Dambudzo Marechera,interviews himself, in: 4 June 1952-18 August 1987

Home Grown Independence

"Many African societies which benefited from the wind of change in the sixties have already failed to cut the umbilical cords of colonialism that connects them to their former masters both economically and socially. Nationalism might even be a guise of deep envy of the lives colonialists live. Many African leaders just introduce follow-fashion-look at yourself societies that emulate the system they replace. They achieve what they call independence ( from what?) and change flags and national anthems but fail to establish new home-grown societies based on their cultures, values and norms."

Damn tired

Tired of injustice, tired of the schemes
Kinda disgusted, so what does it mean, damn it
Kicking me down, I got to get up
As jacked as it sounds, the whole system sucks, damn it

A poet on African Governments

The problem with African governments and African "intellectuals" is that they working so hard to show trophies of "success" to Western institutions of mass destruction like IMF, World Bank, Oxford n Harvard Universities, Catholic Cathedral, WHO & Uncle Sam