Poetry from an emerging Zambian poet. Poetry is an expression, and as such I implore you to consider, interact and identify yourself with these expressions I echo.Above all that dare see the world with new eyes and challenging even what you know facts of life.
Journey on!
They Last Not
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Storms big and vile,
Storms of terrifying breath,
With winds of ruin, they unannounced pounce,
With intentions to wreck, they heartlessly fall
But they never last, for
birth does heal death. Gerry Sikazwe
- Who Will Marry Musuma?- Who will marry you Musuma? With beauty of the morning sun, Eyes of a twinkling sky, Touch as soft as clouds, Musuma, who will marry you? Who is worth your value? A woman that gods plan, from our village at night to steal, A woman who is wrestled for by our village's strongest warriors. Who is fit to espouse you? Who will marry our beauty, Musuma? For now her head slowly greys, For now her skin gradually loses its softness, And she soon approaches barrenness. Who will marry you, pride of our village? I fear, your beauty might become your mock, I fear, a spinster you would age, I pray, old and unwedded you do not die. What a shame is there anyone befitting of your beauty O daughter of Shula, the great Hunter?
Hear her speak, Its flames of wild fire burning sweet sensations down your ears, Imbued in wisdom and traditions of our ancestors, Clothed in enchantment of the blue sky. Of her bewitching build none competes, Not the texture of the sun’s rays or that of petals of roses, Fairly not even the phenomenal tombs of pharaohs with all their might, It is just uniquely sophisticated. Talk of her character, Beautiful and heavenly, As the display of shiny pearls which populate the skies at night, As the glow on one’s face ignited by genuine happiness. She is a splendid gem, A woman of Africa, Of beauty kneaded from black earth A woman to adore!. Gerry Sikazwe Model: Angelina Shamz Picture Credit: Lobe Musonda
We do not abound in strength, We cannot boast to have muscles of Hercules, We are not gifted with terrifying physical build, But we order about the strong. We do not have confident voices as of Luther, We do not have words of Eisenhower, We surely cannot speak like Churchill, But we run the very world which their speeches once steered. We do not have fair looks, We are not with eyes that twinkle or glow, We do not have charm in our dress either, But we have beautiful minds, and that makes all the difference. We are creators, we are designers, We are nerds, with minds that see beyond this time, We are thinkers, we are dreamers, We are philosophers, with eyes that see beyond this time. Gerry Sikazwe Picture From: Google
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