Brothers, I had a dream last night,
I dreamt Africa was now full of light! !
Her poverty was a thing of the past,
And those who were first were now the last! !
'Thou therefore endure hardness, as a good soldier of Jesus Christ.'
(2 Timothy 2: 3)
Stand in the victory that Christ has won,
When I quarrel my voice reaches to the South,
Lord, put a cello tape on my mouth,
I want to relearn speaking,
That's all I am seeking
I once preached to a man in a telephone booth,
Long ago during the days of my youth,
I grew up different from the other boys,
As a little boy I studied the scriptures and avoided toys
Lisbon Tawanda Chigwenjere (The Lord's Poet) is a young poet from Harare, Zimbabwe. He is currently pursuing an honors degree in Politics and Public Management at the Midlands State University in Gweru, Zimbabwe. Three of his poems, 'Days of My Youth', 'The Tongue of the Learned', and 'Fight, Soldier, Fight', have appeared in 'Enter the Gateway', ...