THIS is to remember my dear old friend
Memories I have, fading away
I walk on this road that has no end
In search of my friend, in a hopeless way.
I listen to bird songs in distant lands
To which my silent applause, brings me a tear
On this dreary dark night,
I wish you could hold my hands,
And give me comfort that you’re here.
You lifted me from bended knees
Made me a friend, as I regained my strength.
Before this setting sun, in times like these,
Thy smile would spread without restrain.
I look up into the sky, upon that fading light
The setting sun, a beckoning star
Farewell my friend, wherever you are.
Categories:
zambian, best friend, farewell, friend,
Form: Rhyme
If I could have one tree in the garden
It'd be a sculpted tree with white roses
The women, Beautiful and elegant in their stature,
would be the white roses that blossom earnestly.
Like branches frolicking in the twisting wind,
the men would solemnly standout
And I would be like a humble branch that has yet to bear fruit.
My ancestors, still anonymous where they lay
would be the unseen roots that firmly surveyed the land.
If I could have one tree in the garden
It'd have a couple of uninvited guests;
Weaving birds and African bees among many.
Flocks of wild geese would skim through tree
tops as they leave in search of fen lands.
If I could have one tree in the garden
It'd provide a shed to the homeless man from the blazing sun.
If I could have one tree in the garden
It'd be majestic for all people to see.
Categories:
zambian, africa, children, community, dad,
Form: Narrative
As the night falls from interstices of burning clouds, lumbering through the broad sky like grazing herds of sheep
There comes a great forlornness through the deep forests of Zambia.
Land marked by Withered Tallowwood branches, that once covered the fiery red sun.
The bayou, with dry river beds sleeping all the more calmly than hibernating Owls~
Looking somewhat haggard in their night coats~
waiting for the setting sun.
Summoning nature's obligation that remains oblivious to the break of dawn.
Categories:
zambian, 1st grade, animal, extended
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
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Jane the virgin on Twitter
This spoon takes away
the effects of the shakes
When you get fresh sheets
and you just shaved your legs.
This dude spent eight years
growing a chair
Shannon has exactly 200 friends.
Kakistocracy- government by
the worst available people.
You are convicted by your complicity.
Did Jesus leave us a tip to diabetes?
This is what happens when
you wrap your teeth in
aluminum foil for an hour.
Age your spirits at home.
There are several islands
atop the falls
and they are Zambian.
There's a lot of gross ********
that goes on
in the creative world.
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Categories:
zambian, funny, humorous, imagery, nonsense,
Form: Free verse
Cecil the king of the jungle
How are the mighty fallen
Tributes have come in from all around the world
From the animal and human kingdom
Oh cecil
See the way you were killed
Like a common criminal
Humans forgot you are a king
Oh Cecil! Oh Cecil!
We weep and mourn for you
Vividly I remember when you strode this earth like a colossus
Your fame cut across all continents of the world
As far as even the Sambisa forest of Nigeria, Africa
We have all roared, not in joy but in weeping
I am confused now for it seems humans have become more
Callous than we of the animal kingdom
You will never be forgotten Cecil,
Your death shall be a cause for justice
We shall continue to fight for animal rights just like humans fight for human rights
Rest in peace my friend and confidant Cecil until when we shall meet again
My name remains Zambo the great lioness of Africa
I end this sad song with a heavy heart.
Zambian jungle weep no more but don’t forget Cecil
Good bye Cecil the great King
Categories:
zambian, allegory, animal, bereavement, betrayal,
Form: Ode