When the clouds darken up the sky
There is a rainbow highway to be found
Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
The road home stares beyond the skies
...
I have waited for you
Hour upon lonely hour
Like a dog waiting
For his master
...
Tell me that life
Is not about waiting
For the storm to pass
But about learning to dance
...
Do I watch with folded arms
Concentrate on my rhymes
Ignore what's going on
The slaughter of the sheep
...
We were friends once
I knew him from my childhood
But as friends sometimes do
We lost contact with one another
...
Why do You always seem
To slam the door in my face
When will my life be done
So that You might finally
...
Artwell Masuku was born in Pumula, Bulawayo. He currently resides in Johannesburg, South Africa. He has studied various subject at several schools and institutions, none of which resulted in a degree. He works for a living as a computer engineer, freelance journalist and writes for fun. He has published poems in 'GIYA MTHWAKAZI' a Ndebele poetry anthology (Longman, Zimbabwe,1990) . Some of his works are published on SMASHWORDS and LULU.)
The Road Home
When the clouds darken up the sky
There is a rainbow highway to be found
Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
The road home stares beyond the skies
Once the valley was green and golden
Now desolate and barren
We wake up to a vulture's feast
In the house of pain and hunger
With our troubles melting like lemon drops
Our lives full of needful things
From dusk till dawn we struggle
Walking the valley of the shadow of death
Lonely, lost and scared in a foreign land
Feeling the sadness and all the pain
Brother killing brother
Wondering when all this madness will last
The road home beckons.