Tinashe Mupedzapasi Poems

Born in sin, shaped in iniquity
Raised with no rod to spare
It took a whip and hardened speech
All in hope to raise one better
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Oh my, Heavens
By winds, be I blown away
Bones, Just skin on dry bones
Who ate my flesh
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Up from a mountain top
There stood a troubled man
Barely shaking, only but by wind
Wonder, what kind of a man so doeth
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I am sick in the soul
I am feeling so low
I am out of my mind
I have lost my stand
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In the sky stretching wide
A million stars shining bright
I look for none but the moon
Not stars over the sky strewn
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I have tried to live my life one step at a time
Sometime I tried a leap and broke my ankle
Now I am down to earth on my knees
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Are not all their works written in the book of chronicles
The massacre in matebeleland when justice was wrought with a smoking iron
Gukurahundi, murambatsvina, were not homes crushed
And the poor left homeless
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Speeches
When it comes to speaking
Your mouth spit words in abundance sire
Vein words no sound plan
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Dear heart, why do you so crush
Crush for a star, flying in the skies high
You have no bars, you fall for a beauty that many cant resist
She is so fair, she is too fair for me to just gaze
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My heart pains because of the sins it bear
I have scars, most caused by my own nails
I bear the pain, even of those I have broken
Broken and healed, then wounds upon scars
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