The Forgotten Aspect of Pregnancy: Supporting Mental and Emotional Well-being.
Pregnancy is a life-changing experience that brings immense joy and anticipation. However, it can also be a daunting and overwhelming time for many women. While financial and material support is essential, it’s equally crucial to prioritize the mental and emotional…
A Lady’s Dreary Dream
And there she was,
remorseful holding in what she couldn’t reveal.
She sat on a curb in a field of daffodils,
reminiscing his louche creepy charm.
The old man sat playing his golden saxophone mellifluous by the rill.
Her lotus dress reminded her of the nights they’d dance
And chance under the…
Heavenly Father,
hear my weeping prayer.
I am a rotten apple,
a bad element,
of the holy and sacred equation.
Unloved,
unworthy,
undeserved, I am,
because of me planting demonic seeds,
and watering them,
in my lifeless and dead spiritual garden.
I saw unholy statutes,
that enticed me,
and I took a sip of sins,
and bad deeds.
In my time of deep darkness,
I…
Meet Maria, a 19-year-old fighting for her future. Every morning for years, she walked two hours to school because her family couldn’t afford transport. Many would have quit – but Maria kept walking. She studied by candlelight when there was no electricity. She passed her exams when others said…
It seemed like it the other noon,
Heat’d by the sun,
Slapp’d by the winds.
The ocean,
A few flirts.
From suns to heatwaves,
Waves to winds,
Winds to evolution of creations,
Nothing against time can make a difference.
Pluck’d, out of place,
The conceited, boring acquaintances
As the sides of a two-day rose flower,
Growth and death,
All in none.
How do…
Yes, I am a woman,
But I am also human.
Yes, I am a woman,
But I possess a free mind.
I am a true one,
With stories of perseverance,
That has stretched across generations.
I might be a woman,
But I won’t be society’s crude,
To refine and sell however they deem fit.
I won’t accept the sexist…
“Do you see her?”
“Who?”
“Her,” she says, pointing to the window.
“I don’t see anyone or hear any voices. Are you okay?”
She is standing right there.
“There is no one there.”
“Are you freaking blind? She is right there!”
She could feel the little girl’s uneasiness with the woman having company.
The girl liked being…
My name is Martha Nambisa. I was born and raised in the Vaal Triangle, Sharpeville. I am 35 years old and have three kids.
My eldest daughter is 18, yes! She’s immensely grown, and the responsibilities have forced her to age quickly.
My first child was still at school when I…
Church, my safe space
Church, my home ground
Church, my pillar of strength
I come to you and feel the connection
I rely on you for any other burdens that weigh on me
Church, you are the way and light to salvation.
Pastors have taken over
Pastors have changed it all
Pastors have seen the gap
Then, who…