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Deforestation

Axes on the shoulders
The bare earth has no say
To the loaded tracks

Copyright © Walani Ndhlovu | Year Posted 2012



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The Modern Generation

The modern generation
Is coming all the way 
To colonize the old one to get it’s accommodation 
It’s encouraging many people 
To welcome it’s arrival
But once it’s welcomed
There is no survival

It’s taking away many people especially teenagers
With very simple measures
It’s attracting the south pole and the north pole
By giving them someone to go for
And that’s why people are dying in fours;
A girl, a boy, and a pair of two models
The models of the two
The models who showed the two what to do in their clue
At different times they were born
But at the same time they are gone

Take a look at the boys of today on the way
They pull the short down as if the shorts overweigh
They wear huge hats which are so wide
And  turn them around to balance the head on the other side
Isn’t it too heavy to crash the brain
Isn’t it too heavy to use up the digested grain

Ah! Your parent s must have been tired of feeding you advise
They must have been tired of being kind and nice
They are just waiting for the time when the white clouds will become grey
And rain will fell from their eyes on this day
They will just worry and burry you in a day
And forget about you because you made them loose their hope
They are tired of having commas 
This time they have a full stop

Copyright © Walani Ndhlovu | Year Posted 2012

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Through the Lion's Eye

As I pass through the suburb 
I try to make my way short
With my eyes bright and superb
Shining over the map I brought

Down steep in the valley
The villagers call
Upon god, their alley,
Angels and more

The moon seems to glitter
Like gold in the sky
The tongue taste bitter
As the mouth goes dry

Up in the hills 
The lions roar
I speed up my wheels
To save my soul

A city ahead my eyes pursue
Of gold, diamonds and all treasure
But their seem to be no way through
Though my heart bounces to it with pleasure

The sun goes to bed 
But the light seem to divorce
That makes me still see the city ahead
And the wind going forward pushes me with force

Finally I find my way 
Through a mine of the great ion
But my mouth opens with no word to say
Upon looking at the eye of a lion


But I don’t blame my eyes 
For it looked like gold for real
And I can’t do otherwise
Just let it have me for its meal.

Copyright © Walani Ndhlovu | Year Posted 2013

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The Hollywood Ranger

Their lived a man once upon a time in Hollywood
Who in peace and war his glory stood
Reaching by far his story could
For he was known to share holy food 
From a holy book in Hollywood

Always alone he used to be
With his broad sword no enemy was left free
He could slash and shriek zubb zubb like a bee
And took a holy book and said, ‘Lord forgive me.’
And finally admitted this is how it’s suppose to be

He went to the coast to enjoy the calm see breeze
And watched immigrant ships telling him to freeze
 He killed people who had pads on their knees
And preached to those who has none of these
And could finally pray as usual in the breeze

He stood for all joy and stood for anger
For he had to use both his book and his panga
As they both worked on people to kill their hunger
He gave a wait to his finger
Which pointed at the book to kill the anger

For his missions he never was late
I don’t know how because there were no calendars to tell the date
Nor clock to tell the time, but sunrise and sunset
When he hunted his need until he would get
And his book and sword was used on time, never late

He was known to be a Hollywood ranger
Who could welcome any stranger
Whether for peace or war he was ready for any danger
On Christmas he used to sing away in a manger
And he was ready to preach and fight as a ranger

Stories were flying about adventures of him
But publishers were scared to publish his film
Nor light on him could beam
For they were afraid of his team:
The holy book, the sword, and him

Now you may wonder how I’m writing about this man
It’s neither because I have a gun
Nor because I’m able to run
But it’s because he passed away and he’s done
And every creature in Hollywood remembers this man.

Copyright © Walani Ndhlovu | Year Posted 2013

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The Cry of Offspring

My grandfather 
You have killed all panthers
And I can’t see any panda
Is it because of thunder?
Sometimes I wonder
But in fact it’s because of hunters

You built your home indeed
But you knowledge is like a homicide
Your absence of teeth makes you not to talk
But tell me why you stalk
Now your deeds without fears
Have lead to my tears

You found a nice vegetation
But you caused deforestation
You did too much destruction
But not construction
Your deeds without fears 
Have lead to my tears

You knew that you bear
But you didn’t care
Oh! That’s not fair
You must be aware
Your deeds without fears 
Have lead to my tears

Now people are still cutting down trees
And they don’t want to cease
I can even cry when I gaze
Where am I going to graze
Ah! I’m on ablaze
A really big blaze

I can’t see your love
Because you have made me to starve
You’ve finished all environmental stuff
Yet nothing I have
Your deeds without fears have lead to my tears

You are now telling me to plant
But I can’t 
Of course I can beautify
But I can’t purify
Your deeds without fear 
Have lead to my tears

I always think about the next stayers
Who will be there 
Are they going to see even a hare
Of course they can fare
Provided they dare
And it’s always in my prayer

Now the living ones 
Let’s stand again
So that we can gain
Let’s replace what we obtain
If we cut one tree
We should plant more than three

Let’s farm planet earth
We should make it wealth
To make our lives health
Let’s make it green
For the shade of grandpa and granny
Because it’s really sunny.

Copyright © Walani Ndhlovu | Year Posted 2012



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Mzuzu Academy

All started small
But soon began to grow
Our academics and sports
Shaped us all

All started small
But soon began to flow
Our peace and unity
Shaped us all

All started small
But soon began to score
Our soccer team
Shaped us all

All started small 
But soon began to show
Our volleyball championship
Shaped us all

All started small
But soon on the go
Our new realized athlete
Shaped us all

All stated small
But soon approach its goal
Our Cambridge results
Shaped us all.

Copyright © Walani Ndhlovu | Year Posted 2013

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When the Hair Turns Gray

Thou still swing in palms of others
And cease not to wee wee on backs of mothers
With endless tears when on shoulders of fathers
Enjoying the freedom before your hair turns Gray

No words demand thy need but cries
Then the germination of voices that luck no lies
Becoming a teen, restless spies
Who doth explore ere their old age

The gray colour awaits for your hair
That graduates thee for self good care
For thou then art wise on life's voyage stuck nowhere
Till you find the Gray hat that symbolize long life

A pool of tales your head shall be
Around the evening fire, embarrassing the linkled face of thee
In a ring of offspring that loves to hear but does not agree
Thinking old man's words are jokes of the day

Laugh not upon looking at Gray-haired fathers
For thou still swing in palms of others
And cease not to wee wee on backs of mothers
Yet have no idea of what it takes to be wise.

Copyright © Walani Ndhlovu | Year Posted 2014

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They Run 'Em Nights Burning Flames

They run 'em nights burning flames
Around the evening fire that long owned fame
With the trepidation of light escaping shadows
Shooting sparks the horizon adores

Wood bundles riding onto heads of maids
To light the flame that vacuum the thoughts for beds
With the twilight that doth with them come
They run 'em nights burning flames

A ring of skins make the light waves out phase
With the jealousy winds that whine to stop the blaze
Like a pilot flames run 'em nights
A small version of what daily brights

Tales diffuse through the smoke that gossip
High knees, mouths welcoming a jar that settles on the bottom lip
For with the glow, darkness fulfils none of its aims
As they run 'em nights burning flames.

Copyright © Walani Ndhlovu | Year Posted 2014

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Our Blindness

Our faults shimmer before the public
Like lies in the eyes of teens
But our good hibernate from others
Advertising our wrongs and sins

Friends and trust are what blaze our hearts
To hurt us ere our sights spot
And it takes us long to hang lens
To audit what's dense to float

We hardly contend our lacks
That lay fresh and young to cure themselves
And our needs emigrate the earth
After the betrial from what we thought helps

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Gossipers

Hissing like a snake
Bending the heads like sleeping woods
Telling lies and exaggerated stories
Laughing like a crazy mouse
Imagine all these without a profit.

Copyright © Walani Ndhlovu | Year Posted 2012

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Book: Shattered Sighs