Flashing Lights

The lights in Harare are very bright. Busy chasing away the dark

The Rites of Passage

Society believes one's journey into adulthood should surely be a carbon copy of the one experienced by their parents and those before them. But if we use the same archaic methodology are we not brainwashed as we run around in a circular motion.

The Tall Shadow

She saw the tall shadow whilst in the dark a slow moving spectre devoid of any emotion a single stare diminishing any spark Staying motionless and momentarily breathless behind the closet doors she found solace praying to never set sight on the creature that had victimised the whole palace The shadow canvassed the entire room leaving a …

Control

Desist from the practice of hiding your mangled thoughts, As they grow under your bed. Ready to drag you back to the start, The pit of ancient disaster, You assumed you escaped from. Where daytime and nighttime, Bear no clear distinction. As you focus on the scars, That you fear to describe with clear diction. …

We Are Africans

A beautiful testament to realizing our greatness and reclaiming and imagining our universal royalty

Odd world

Well, the pain sorta seems deeper than one. It may be a little bit slower, But I'm still breathing. It may have lost its lustre, But I still see the world around me Truth is, but I don't want it to be. They sound out of pitch, Yet the birds keep singing. It sorta faded, even …

Imperfection: My jumbled thoughts on the family unit

A perfect humanity eludes us. Simply because of compartmentalized emotions. Some feelings were never necessary for some, as the person arranged by society to love them was not around. They never had a sister who they could tease, protect, console and confide a secret in.  Annoyed the neighbors and conversed the grand scheme of life with. Got …

Fond memories

Puff, Puff, Pass

Formal entrapment