Lord’s will
Its me you hate i heard so. Then me you killed not my soul’ With a sword my head you cut. You left vultures chopping me but I’m alive my spirit forever endures. Its not over my spirit ensures. Though i...
View ArticleBlind for good
The sun can not give light at night So all evil will be out of its sight, But now day and night evil patrols Thats why i can’t see beyond my brows.
View ArticleWith Joy I don’t cry
God’s love is wide like sea, Once was blind but now i see. With joy i kissed the blue sky, But with joy never did i cry. Whether i own all silver and gold, Whether i meet my dead friend of old, Might...
View ArticleAn expert blessed with a curse
I hate life just ask Eve, I rejoice when souls leave. When lives end i begin, I’m a spell my victims are dug-in. I take souls with expertise, Flexy bodies i simply freese. On halting lives i am a chief...
View ArticleShoko
Shoko Shoko Kana rataurwa Rine warakananga Rinoita sebara Ranangiswa pachipfuva Rinobaya. Ndizvo zvaunozoona Kana ari mukuru Anangwa naro Oshandisa simba Kunyararadza aritaura Shoko. by Lawrence Hoba
View ArticleNot yet uhuru
For as far as concerned i are, We are not close but far. We are as if in the right way But we are nicely drifting astray.
View ArticleWriters & witnesses: a writer’s perspective on journeys in reading & writing...
Paper Presented to ZIBF 2009 Indaba: Reading & Writing Zimbabwe: I am told, by both my father and maternal uncle (after whom I get my so called English and Christian name: Stanley- it’s actually...
View ArticleThe Newsbearer
The Newsbearer He died For bearing the news They didn’t want people to hear. by Lawrence Hoba
View ArticleDeath
You see me around please run, Cos i cut throats i kill for fun. I take out life with much deft I am an expert in life theft. I leave beauty bodies in rigid stiff, I am related to moaning and grief I am...
View ArticleMistakes
Micheal Jackson he surely could not simply die. How can a man of energetic dances on stage Just drop down to the ground at that age. But just like others whose faces are stuck in earth…. He simply made...
View ArticleBreath and Smile
When we die we turn to dust, Neither soul nor breath will last. These smiles we see and those i saw They will be gone together with this soul, Beneath the dust they will halt….. So, smile before your...
View ArticleWill rise
Ruthless Dictators Psychological spectators In this drama Unmoved by a white mama’s cry As she watches Her farmer son die Murdered by misled youths Was veterans my ass They pour on the land Like...
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Amelia’s Inheritance
Amelia Paperback 204pp, Lion Press, 2010 Zimbabweans are picky readers and even pickier book-buyers. Who can blame us, considering that a considerable portion of the literature that has been churned...
View ArticleRepeat after me
By D. Senda Say these words after me hi Say I’m not a victim, say it and mean it I know you’re hurting And you may not get it now while going through it But there’s an answer waiting right now Washing...
View ArticleThe London Route
If you are one of those Zimbabweans who are not very proud of their ethnicity, after reading my new E-Book entitled, “The London Route” you will regain pride in your Zimbabwean heritage and realize...
View ArticleZimbabwe Writers Association Gweru meeting May 2013
The Zimbabwe Writers Association (ZWA) is inviting all writers to its Gweru writers get together meeting to be held in GWERU at the Methodist Church in Zimbabwe (Cnr 8th and L. Takawira Street) on...
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New Book: Joshua Nkomo – Father Zimbabwe: The Life and times of an African...
This new book on Joshua Nkomo, popularly known as “Father Zimbabwe” and “Umdala Wethu” traces the statesman’s early life, education and wiring. It digs into his pre-political era in the NRZ. His...
View ArticleBoxes – a poem by Charity Hutete
Zimbo Jam recently attended an event themed ‘Sense In Verse’ at Alliance Francaise de Harare where three poets; Dikson, Charity Hutete and Aspya, performed poetry to an audience in meditation. It was a...
View ArticleHome – by Dikson
Poetry and meditation together. Pure magic. Zimbo Jam recently attended an event themed ‘Sense In Verse’ where three poets performed poetry to an audience in meditation. One of those poets was Dikson...
View ArticleA Song for Sunday – by Aspya
Three poets in a room where there is an audience in meditation. Cushions on the floor. Candles. Silence, except for a gentle voice that steadily pierces the semi-darkness… Zimbo Jam recently attended...
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