Poetry corner

Footprints of History

Penda is gone.

Nyasha’s  in a mental hospitals.

Shuggie back to be the,

male race to be devoured,

like a common whore.

Ramatouyle to die in,

her silence and acceptance.

Nomcebo to rejoice,

in her sorrows.

Binettou and Tambu…..,

to shine for us all.

Thenjiwe’s remembered,

as a marked grave,

only to be applauded by ghosts.

Among the Pendas,

who can only be,

remembered as,

memories of a past struggle.

Those whose reputation has been surpassed

by the satisfaction of their lust.

Whores they are called,

by those that have

perfected their profession.

Celie renegated,

to pants making as emancipation.

Maria to die an,

unknown woman.

As Wangari carries the,

litany for us.

Celebrating with Wangiira the journey,

for us all.

It forever remains,

the journey to where?

Or is it just circular,

roads leading nowhere,


  Jezebeel, My  Hero

At least you are history

Your name is mentioned

among historical figures.

Your reputation  suppress


From time memorial

you have been immortalised

in our hearts.

With your reputation we

have kept you as part of us.

What about me, l have

kept as expected.

Never to be recorded

in history.

Never to be remembered

by generations  to come.

Never to be awed in contempt.

Never to be immortalised.


Jezebel you are better,

better because as dogs were eating your flesh.

The history pens recorded your achievements.

No dogs will devour

my flesh and my

name will never be mentioned

whether in awe or contempt

Worth women were there during your


History is silent about them!

Jezebel you are my hero.



Clad in nothing,

They are people,

Clad in pauper’s attire

They are people,

Clad in rich men’s attire,

They are people.


Be there a rapist,

He is someone’s people,

Be there a murderer,

She is someone’s people,

Be there a fornicator,

He is someone’s people

Be there a saint,

She is someone’s people

The Wind

From the North to the south,

South to North,



Stops- It starts,

Its from east to west,

west – east

As l feel  it in the deepest,

parts of me.


It pushes me,

lt propels me,

to it- it draws me,

l embrace it- it embraces me,

lt caresses me,

it touches me,

it whispers secrets of old

to be nurtured,

for the next generations,

it gives me the litany,

to take its secrets,

for the future.


lt affirms,

it confirms that,

l am, the daughter of African,

l am the reservoir of history,

l carry the footprints of

Africa with me,

l am an African woman.

Serene Dusk

Beauty tinted white,

that time when from day,

you seperate,

my heart from my soul,

my mind,

my day,

comes to an end,

serene dusk.

Your masked beauty,

beautiful yet fading,

the dawn far but,

impending thus your,

your love encrusted in,

the darkness, silent yet,

serene dusk.

Promises of the new,

in the old,

entwined yet separate,

preamble of days to come,

glory of the past,

promises to come,

promises to come,

serene dusk.


Half Moon

Not to your fullest half moon.

Half moon, yet to grow.

Grow to your maturity.

Maturity will make,

Make you a full moon.

Full moon then they will,

Will respect the potential,

of the half moon.


Not to your fullest ,

half moon shine,

You fullest you will reach after,

they have seen,

Seen the wonders that a half moon has,

Half moon you are, but not for long!


l put mine in a pot.

I put mine in my heart.

Buried them hoping they will cook.

Praying they will be hidden.

In a second your smile revealed them.


Since l met you my dreams are a reality.

You rearranged not only my thoughts,

my mind, my soul, my heart.

In my deepest dreams, l dream you.

The depth of your voice speak of,

the promises of dreams to come.

I have been setting time aside,

holding the moments, counting the seconds.

Looking for you to show me the way to my dreams.

I found you at last.

Your task to paint my dream you should do.

Way back to love

Been living in a shadow for long too long.

Been lonely for too long.

Been sleeping with a cloud for too long.

I need to find a way back to love.


He will shine on me and the shadow will disappear.

He will hug me and the loneliness will disappear.

He will hold me at night and the cloud will disappear.

He will help me find a way back to love.


The stars will shine brightly;

moon will bless our union;

the wind will blow to the rhythm of our love:

in your eyes l will have found a way back to love.