Tapiwanaishe Pamacheche Poems

Am keen to face you,
but your beauty glows like seraphs,
pangs my heart like bodkin, your eyes makes me die within thoughts,
a blush of your beauty is an epitome that sings to the storms and placidity reigns,
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I have been in a trail
For a year now, for a crime
The jury or the judge don't know, neither I knows it.
I had succumbed all the summer blisters and the famous winter vodka nights
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If you pierce us, don't we bleed formidable?
If you slap us, don't we feel the pain?
If you rap us, don't we see the crush of dignity and death of divinity?
If you steal from us, don't we feel robbed and betrayed?
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Wreathed in a blanket of despair, colours of grief
Running through the corridors of my mind,
Mauling and dominating
The little sanity left, and
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Spell of my pigment


The land we belong, virtues of land remain sacred.
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I hide inside a chest
Drawers draw me in solitude
A solitary pain that braai
Draws of heartaches slums
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Is it a force to die of starvation?
Is it a right to rape her and make love?
Is it normality to have shackles on my legs?
Is there a place to breathe, the iron face mask is suffocating?
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Today freedom is aligned by slavery
On a silver line knitting the black skies
A man earns wealth of freedom and buys slaves.
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We don't want justice we want the truth...... what happened in the stream?
What happened in the field?
What happened to my son whom I planted and never cultivated?
What happened to my mother beyond the reel, what happened to my brother and sister whom I left in my homestead?
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We don't want justice we want the truth......
what happened in the ocean? What happened in the plantation?
What happened to my son whom I planted and never cultivated? What happened to my mother beyond the ocean, what happened to my brother and sister whom I left in my homestead?
What happened to me? .....
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