Is pain her lifelong purpose?
Momma calls me to her room.
She tells me she’s afraid she won’t be here
To protect me, to shield me from
The blows, the screams, the endless pain.
She says I must try to endure,
Like she did in her marriage, in vain,
Because that’s all she knows.
Her bruises are…
Shamyne Doreen Mwila
A soul so bright,
Torn apart by darkness and endless fight.
Bipolar disorder’s waves crash on her shore,
As schizophrenia’s whispers echo evermore.
Her loved ones, they couldn’t understand,
The turmoil raged like a stormy land.
They rejected her with words that cut deep,
Leaving her to face the demons, asleep.
Her thoughts, a jumbled…
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…
My name is an African daughter
They took my childhood from me
I became the daughter of Achilles
I’ve been worried
I’ve been hungry
I’ve suffered
I was a kid.
I grew up early,
Like all the unfortunate women of this land
Life is too hard –
Life is cruel, unfortunately cruel
Life is unfair to women of this land
Life…
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…
Dragging yourself down streets and corridors,
Lost, without direction, or purpose to explore.
Paying tribute to what could’ve been,
Dropping like flies, as addiction’s chains are seen.
Our youth, in denial, reject the thought of quitting,
Craving the next fix, their senses continually splitting.
Coke, Mandrax, Marijuana – a deadly, vicious cycle,
Leaving minds shattered, and…
She is a star.
She was born into a cruel world.
Life’s struggles, problems, and triumphs were her reflection.
She wanted to be heard by thousands.
She travelled miles on miles for her voice to be heard.
For her dreams, talents, and skills to see the glimpse of light.
She forgets the author of her…
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…