MORE SCRATCHING POEMS FROM MBIZO CHIRASHA. BRAVO MY FRIEND!



BIODATA OF MBIZO CHIRASHA

Mbizo CHIRASHA from Zimbabwe,is the Author of a Letter to the President. co-Authored Whispering Woes of Ganges and Zambezi. Co-Edited Street Voices Poetry Collection (Germany Africa Poetry Anthology). Co- Editor of the Corpses of Unity Anthology. Associate Editor at Diasporia(n) online. Chief Editor at Time of the Poet Republic. Founding Editor at WomaWords Literary Press. Publisher at Brave Voices Poetry journal. Curator at Africa Writers Caravan. UNESCO-RILA Affiliate Artist at University of Glasgow. 2020 Poet in Residence Fictional Café. 2019 African Fellow, IHRAF.ORG. Project Curator and Co-Editor of the Second Name of Earth is Peace (Poetry Voices Against WAR Anthology). Contributing Essayist to Monk Arts and Soul Magazine. Poetry and writtings appear in FemAsia Magazine ,Wrath -Bearing Tree, Inksweat andtears journal , One Ghana One Magazine, Ofi Press, World Poetry Almanac, Demer Press , Atunis Galaxy poetry online , IHRAF Publishes , The Poet a Day , Bezine.Com , Sentinel UK, Oxford School of Poetry Pamphlet , Africa Crayons, PulpitMagazine,Poetry Pacific, Zimbolicious , Best New Poets ,Poetry Bulawayo , Gramnet webjournal, Diogen Plus , Poeisis.si , Festival de Poesia Medellin and elsewhere .

POEMS FROM MBIZO CHIRASHA

CASAVA REPUBLICS

Juba

Child of lost sperm in sunsets of political masturbation

Wagadugu

Deadline of our revolutions

Darfur

Constipated stomach ,disease ravaged,
bloodless dozing monk.
Nairobi

Culture lost in the dust of Saxon lexicon
and gutter slang
Soweto

Xenophobia Drunk and Afro-phobia sloshed.

Marikana

Cervical blister of the unfinished
revolution fungi

. Harare

Corruption polonium deforming elders into
political hoodlums
Congo

Lodge of secessionists and human
guillotines

SAD REVOLUTIONARY LULLABIES

……..Sing songs of afghan circumcised,

Damascus masturbating bullets

Sing Belafonte Sing!

Of revolutions that never crawled, sing!
Lumumba, see whiz kids castrating

political gods
Nkurumah, see them mutilating

revolutionary goddesses

Sing Kunta, Sing Kinte

I am tired of revolutions importing
colonial mood,
Propaganda decayed pimps frying anthems
like frikadels
Tired savages roasting constitutions in
corruption oil pans
Sing songs of freedoms that never walked,
Sing!

RHETORICS

Mandela, the summer sun that rose through
rubbles of our winter
Gadafi and Sadamu making shadufs and
pyramids
…… . another spring
Obama and Osama pulling rich political
carrot in Segorong
Robin Island slept golden nightmares and
charcoal dreams,
Soweto virgins cracking their under feet
in the long walk to freedom
Faces carrying the burden of freedom and
anthems.

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