Rose

(for Khanyi)

She was a Rose
Budding in the spring dawn
Her petals wrapt in sweet teary love droplets

She loved dearly
She loved blindly
And loved to death

And as they say:
Love was the motive for murder

Burn so bright(Tragedy)

To burn so bright and die young
What a tragedy, to rise to life's apex
And shine so bright u blind a star
Only to die in the prime of ur brightness

See a star in its rush of brightness
Shines so bright it kills itself
And vanish a spark-less gold dust
Never to shine again not even dimly

See flames in the rush of glory
They burn so bright
The fire dies with its flames
Consumed by its blaze

But what now of a burning inside?
Do you curb it's brightness and vigor
And hope it lasts longer
Or do we die young either way

What a tragedy to have defied nature
Burnt so bright u became hope
And just as we basked in ur warmth
You die, young.

Dambudzo Lives

(In memory of Dambudzo Marechera)

Death, stupid dearth
Have you seen Dambudzo's ghost
Lingering in the streets of Masvingo
Stupid Death what have you gained
In his grossly untimely death
Are you a victor now
That he is a memory
Slowly and painfully washing away
Tell me Mr Stupid Death
Stare me in the eye if you got wealthier
Robbing humanity of its expression

Mr Stupid Death, your time is up
For Dambudzo can never die
He lives in this lines
Preserved in the memory of time
But yours Mr Death is up!

Bemu

Bemu Ndi la mini?
Ndi songo buba
Ndi paulelwani?
Ndi songo lowa

Nne kani Ndi mmbengwa
Mbudzi ya gwembe
Ndi musandiwa
Nguvho ya pfene

Izwi nau lowa Ndi songo lowa