COHERENT IMPRESSIONS-:-
preferred
echoed
elemental
eloquent
feelings
with AMBIGUITY
gratifying
vanished
urbanisation
preserving
faience
in ORNAMENTAL MONOTONY
arresting
imaginations
anonymous
acquaintance
unity
Across the city the emperor called
For recruits to join the legions
Travel to new and strange lands
And conquer for covetous reasons
As sun beat down they trained their men
To fight for colonisation,
Taking with them skills and knowledge
Introducing urbanisation.
Past mountains, lakes and plains they marched
Battalions stood United
Crossing countries, rivers, sea,
Arriving uninvited.
Invasion, yet they brought with them
Progression, innovation;
Technology since lost in ages dark
Transforming a whole nation.
Roads of stone, heated floors
Domestic sanitation,
Walls dividing tribes and clans
Fuelling aggravation.
Yet Britain’s climate, wet and dour,
It’s warriors and chief,
Sent Rome’s great fighters fleeing home
Struck dumb in disbelief,
That this small nation could be such
A hostile, retched place,
And Rome needed protecting
From the Jutes and Angles race.
So after Constantine’s withdrawal
Britain re-emerged anew,
Rebirthing of a greater nation,
Than the one the romans slew.
Left behind their legacy
Culture, architecture
But no longer an unwitting, oppressed,
Out-posted prefecture.
Villages are true wealth
Of nature and sound health
Full of flora and fauna from
Village we get like a storm
Origin of cottage industry
Art and craft ceramic hosiery
Being a pollution-free abode
Secret to all mystery code
Now how has its status been
A desert barren with debris in
Urbanisation being enemy
It’s a threat to many a city
Cities now full of epidemics
Pollution and petty politics
Are haven and crime capitals
For the rapists and criminals
Real sufferer being village
For now it’s lost its edge
But real culprit being those
Who migrate to city pose
A great debacle of balance
Amid people and conscience
Other culprit unemployment
Causes rush to cities unrelent
Let’s go to our places own
Only to have skills hone
Start a venture and work
Let’s on mission embark
Have patience and zeal
To start life in village to heal..!
Let’s save our villages first
Or else we have regret next..!!
Entire fiscal deposits being
Spent on flyovers, roads ring
Gives a picture of mother
Feeding a son at the cost of another
Can somebody save farmers in village
Without whom empty will be storage.!!
Nyanga
The murder capital
Divine space for criminals
A place where Jesus sleeps
And Satan recruits
Churches are lifeless
While taverns flourish
Drug lords are praised
Young girls get raped
And fatherless babies are raised
Thugs hip and hop to siren sounds
While police chase shadows at night
Gastric juices breakdown positive thought
And poverty steals dreams
Brain self-destruct
Gory thoughts construct
And Gun powder rapidly spreads
While the light at the end of the tunnel slowly disappears
Government croons a still tune
In numbers learners dropout of school
Back yard dwellers homes exist in their dreams
Because Urbanisation vehicle brings merciless thieves from the East......,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
Curl me up a tree
Wrap me into a bundle
Light me up like a candle
The warmth of my joy
Kills the carvings you fear
Yes, it bothers me
How you take pleasure in my pain
We are paperless in this age
The pen is made useless on a page
This knowledge falls on deafness
Enlightenment ends in blindness
Scientists, powerless
Fear big business
Imagine the textbooks in the toilets
Education flushed down the drain
The empty classrooms
The air thick with ignorance
The stench of a mental disease
Written on the chalkboard, “REcyKiLL”
FAX me to your heart’s content
The pulp, I hope he gets a paper cut
I wept until my roots were uprooted
My leafless branches dried up and twisted
My timber became rooftops
At least cultivate me an artificial forest
A sort of vegetation urbanisation
Then my offspring would grow
To see the light of day
Taller than the black clouds of smoke
I couldn’t clear
Rapid urbanisation of the last century
causes more slums to mushroom
in the major cities of the world
particularly in developing countries.
Unplanned townships make it difficult
for government to plan for better
service delivery such as roads,
electricity,health,water and sanitation.
Local planning authorities should halt
illeagal allocation of land which leads
to the proliferation of slums.
Government should keep planning
for the poor;and must find better
solutions of phasing out slums
which have characterised many
towns and cities of the world.
And slums lie on a GOLDMINE
(PRIME LAND)which can
generate great wealthy
for poorer communities.
chipepo lwele
29/01/2013
A granite bust statuette of Nefertiti
Bought at Abu Simbel on our Egyptian cruise
Serves us as a solid paperweight
On windy mornings reading the 'Weekly News'.
A cigar on the terrace is my only indulgence
Just one for the whole day not long after lunch
Before we set forth on our post-prandial stroll
Round the urbanisation; we're pleased as punch.
We may encounter an acquaintance or two
For a chin-wag, who'd fill us in on the local news
Some could be true, but mostly hot gossip
Flammable, but no way we'd blow our fuse.
A poem gets written here right on this page
Without the least effort, (how stupendous!);
Who says English is not my first language?
I share this with you, and it's tremendous!
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