Sarah Mkhonza Poems
- The Time I Never Lived It was raining blows. It was mincing ...
- So Long Ago It Was I sit at the end of the yard I see the ...
- Tombstones Are Greedy I didn't know that tombstones are ...
- The Numbers Of Us Lament /Worl...
- Real Change Lies Next To You I asked what to do I saw my fix...
- Dry Bones Of Cows In The Heat Dead bones with no flesh on ...
- Watching The Aloes In The Ligh... We watched in the dark Where...
Dr. Sarah Mkhonza is a writer activist from Swaziland. She has a Ph.D from Michigan State University. She has written young adult novels, short stories and poetry both in siSwati and English. She is a multi genre writer and researcher who has presented on platforms around the world. She has a PH.D from Michigan State
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''When you see a dark corner, flash a light to someone. They will catch it and shine it back. The world will be brighter and better after you leave.''Thanks to my teachers and the work they did in me. Mrs. Mdwara, Gordon Thomas, Obita Skhosana, Malachi Makhubela 'The Old Timer', and others.
''The power of a loud sneeze is not in who did the sneezing but, but how far it is heard.''Reach out and change the world. Write and not talk because that will be read everywhere. Viva Poets and Writers!
''Develop webbed feet because you can walk on land and water.''In honor of the ducks and what they teach us.
''Do not sing into someone's ear. Whisper or they will push you away.''Being humane
''Power-steering your life. You are the driver. Fuel it with words of power and not make your circumstances drain you. In you is a power force.''Power
The Time I Never Lived
It was raining blows.
It was mincing words.
It was bouncing on me.
It was grinding me.
It was bashing me.
It was painting me.
The whip of her words
Turning me this way and that,
Pushing me away always.
Now I am gone to the place.
I squat there like a life.
I speak in mumbles.
The darkness answers me.
Yes keep breathing
You will be free,
For you were born free
To jump and laugh loud
And tell the stories of people
Whose minds were messed up
Like yours, scrambled up
And poured on the frying pan of time.
Tomorrow comes to ...