Malawi Poems - Poems about Malawi

The rich, deep tone of the skins of the Chewa people of Malawi reflects an image of a race that has seen the passage of time. They have adapted with resilience and strength to the challenges posed by the relentless sun. The dark hue of their skins, like the fine edge of our galaxy, embodies identity...

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Why Poverty Turned to be Malawian Poetry while we have the lands and Young People? It is impossible And Unbelievable In this time. Let us stand Up Say together "Stand up!" Very up and destroy our biggest Enemy which is called Poverty. Let us focus On the Ideologies Of the late King Mndala Chimbalanga to change lives Conditions...

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We were not a nation, but just a continent Africa with kingdoms then, we violently got segmented and detached by people who never understood us we were sliced as if we were bread, then, one precious piece appeared, a sweet-potato shaped only to find itself locked as a puzzle we were given a colonial...

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Dedication to :Emily Stancy chimombo Ndiwe Mai Malawi Biblically your are a creature made of dust your body scent feels like gold which when I cuddle ,I wear it on my flesh It feels permanent like the ink on my skin Ndiwe Mai Malawi _ You're a priceless piece of art I can never put on auction but I can...

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They take me through grasslands Of the sunny flat lands of home Dotted by baobabs Young ones running up and down Elders , to and from farm Changing tunes low and high As they sing them In turns To suit their situation Yao songs Sometimes they bring to life memories That strengthen bonds of blood Making turning backs on each other forbidden When you...

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Maldvies, Malaysia, Malta, more - Up for my prayer during Global Pandemic LORD, I humbly greet You, return to my prayer list with "M" countries (I would like to intercede for Mexico, so close to the "troubled" US brother) Adoration is the FIRST STEP in prayer (That's how I begin) using A-C-T-S The letters, not the word, A for...

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A paper and a pen I need a few to tell stories of my pain Not of what has passed But of that which is to come If this isn’t a curse tell me what it is Pink skin yet of my father’s race No melanin even on the hair on my face I fear...

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WELCOME TO MALAWI Where you can drink Nthobwa Where you can eat Chambo fish Where you can see the beautiful view of mount Mulanje You are welcome to the warm heart of Africa Where you can feel our nature Where you can see our priceless culture Where you can dance Malipenga You are welcome to the warm heart of Africa Malawi, it’s a place...

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In the deep veins of her corridors Flow thick blood of academic Excellency Dwelling in the hearts of her blocks Is the dream to serve the nation Patiently we had to wait for the lovely and beautiful expectant UNIMA. To give birth to her, the giant of the land. The fourth labor of mother UNIMA Yielded this bouncing baby of the warm...

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Limerick: Once a Woman-Cleanser in Malawi for Seodi White Once (a) Widow-Cleanser* in Malawi Insisted (on) being paid double fee The dead man made certain Left gift (on) this side (of) curtain Now Cleanser on (the) dole with H.I.V. • The “Widow-Cleanser” is a Malawian professional “intermediate husband” of widows imposed on women who cannot – under the laws of...

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