Out of the odd don’t know why, A voice within me asked, “Who am I?” Answered each question with ease till date But today within me is an endless debate.
Am I the good girl all see? Or that crazy one I wanna be? Am I the one who is honest to some? Or who doesn’t let strangers know the real one?
Am I the one who always wants to be true? Or the one who trusts only few? Am I the one who is always honest to you? Or who hides from others the slightest clue?
Am I the one who believes to be lucky is reality? Or the one wishing to be part of some fantasy? Am I the one who wishes things that are brand new? Or one who treasures things even when it’s time to say adieu?
Am I the one who isn’t bothered about anything? Or the one cautious about small things? Am I the one who waits patiently for everything? Or the one restless to get that special thing?
What others think I don’t care To my loved ones am unique and rare My love for them will never diminish To myself I’ve made this forever promise.
I thought everything is forever lost, all my feelings buried and gone. I must have been cursed, I thought I never find what I desire the most. My broken heart was beating in vain, I knew I never be the
Zimbabwean by birth, Zimbabwean by color, Zimbabwean by beliefs, Zimbabwean by culture, Bred a Zimbabwean, I love Zimbabwe! I love peace! I love unity! Ishe Chibvunza If Zimbabwe could recall that eventful day in 1980 at Lancaster House, I bet
I… signed your smile while pain betrayed today’s genesis stunning relief beneath purple galaxy filaments. smile awhile, while sourwood fall atop meadows dipped mystic dew of old untolds renewing that Me… Us… running steps mountain high…valley depths saturate sweet sweat