MPyour Profile Photo, Image may contain: one or more people and closeup– Dear Zimbabweans, Activists, media, writers and poets.  The MIOMBOPUBLISHING blog journal   brings you regular posts of word slingers and   word guerillas that are part of the Poets Free Zimbabwe Campaign (the Zimbabwe We Want Poetry Campaign) starting from September 2017 to August 2018.

We are going to feature one  Word guerilla  every week  to send a strong message to the merciless , ruthless and careless Mugabe  regime  which has left  the POVO( majority) in limbo. Zimbabweans continue to suffer under the burden of untold poverty, human rights abuses, violence and despotism. The Zimbabwe We Want Poetry Campaign is   trending on our Facebook group 100 Thousand Poets for Peace- Zimbabwe; Poets post their words on the group wall. The Admin of the group then select poems for the Tuck Magazine /Zimbabwe We Want Poetry Campaign (Brave Voices Poetry Journal). MiomboPublishing supports the same CAUSE by featuring    single hardworking and vocal contributors to the Campaign every week. Dear reader experience the lyrical dexterity and the verbal bravado in the  poetry  of  JAH POET- whose campaign  name  is Word guerilla –Blessing T. Masenga

We invite you to read her poetry, send comments like and participate in the CAMPAIGN   on our FACEBOOK platform. For more information send us an email to miombopublishing@gmail.com-

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THEIR TRUE TESTIMONY IS UPON THEIR OWN EPITAPHS

 

I’m done of walking up and down
in conditioned ignorance and legalized false hope
like a madman chasing nothing
upon these pot-holed and sewage-flooded streets
of this cold and bleak city
in search of employment
but in vain.
Streets laden and nicknamed with sacred names
of the lied of,
the abducted
and the lynched; the eliminated role models
of our betrayed struggle.
Names of the victims
of our today’s top political echelon
whose lives in great sacrifice were hell-spent
behind bars and sometimes in hiding,
in the woods and in exiles,
in honest pursuit of their people’s freedom.
A noble dream that never became a reality
but rather died a sad death of a sperm in a condom,
not guilty but perishing in incarceration.
Names of those who were labeled criminals yesterday
and brutally doomed!
but today
for the sins they committed not
have been ironically granted a posthumous repentance
and then canonized heroes.
Madness!
But in this blind contradiction,
by inscribing epitaphs upon their concrete tombs,
the villain’s bloody hand
had honestly given a true testimony
of his own victims in clarity
that shall linger forever in history
but unawares!
In their undiscerned sincererity,those few lines, due to censorship,
still are descriptive enough
for the generations to come
to read and know
these fallen victims were indeed the founding fathers
of our sold out resistance.

(By Blessing T Masenga).

 

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GUNS AT HIS GATE

 

At this gate

guns are now disloyal.

Without his peep

guns now sleep.

With throat chocked with bones without flesh

guns now can’t sing.

 

At his gate

guns are now sculptures, exhibited

gaunt

with starved looks of charged misery.

Behind his gate

he’s failed and shaky

and a feeling of vulnerability; a vulture

Sometimes hovers and swoops

about him.

 

At his gate

guns are being kept frustrated

with naked bones, guns are choked.

Behind his gate

he’s hopping mad.

In his hiss blind anger wages a suicidal warfare,

but unawares.

 

At his gate

guns lie prostrate

in apostasy

with throat picks of complaints.

It’s a stance

a protest either, maybe

to remove bones from the barrels.

 

At his gate

there is a chorus of gunfire, singing

an irony coup song

loudly and boldly

‘Our father who art in heaven

deliver us from his gate

and lead us into hiding

from where we can ask him in safety

to share munching the fat flesh with others

whether it be beef or pork

sharing must be the norm.

amen.’

 

 

 

 

 

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HARVEST OF THORNS

 

Her hope’s night stars
Of up-to-nothing patriots
Who by elections the state Idolized
But past the victory frustration Scourged

And others to suicide flew their Passion
And to rebellion and treason
Thumbing down leaders and Officials
Inciting pandemonium no pen can Pen-
Her hope’s Crime ridden ghettoes
Of downtrodden out-of-work Militant youths
And free working sheepish Loyalists
Bound in satisfaction at the Expense of their patriotic idiocy
The worst failed and exploited People-
Her hope’s Crime Alleviation team
Dodged duties into the thick Forest of their frustration
Between deployment site
And suspected crime scene-
In frustration, she is seen by the Country roads
And in caves, in townships
And niteclubs:as a thigh vendor
Marketing crumbs of her stale hope.

 

 

 

 

 

 

PAFUNGE (Give it a thought or Think about it!)
Hero izwi kunemi vatongi.
Itai zvenyu madiro aGeorgina,
itongei iyi nyika sekuda kwenyu.
Ko munowanika neyi zvenyu?
Makaropadzwa ndimizve,
vadyi venhaka isu takaringa,
‘bva pamberi nebasa iyi nyika ndeyenyu.
Kubva Zambezi kusvika Limpopo
chamada torai,wamada pondai,
pamada garai,zvamada ITAI.
Nguva ino yose ndeyenyu DZAMARA kare.
Mukada kuti inanaire pamanakidzwa,ndimi.
Mukada kuti ibhururuke pamasuviswa,ndimizve!
Mukada kuti idududze neshure,
chikoneso handioni iwo mahanisi makapakatira.
Asika munyori Hamutyinei
ane kureva kwake muzvinyorwa zvake,hamutye nei?
Akati KUSASANA KUNOPARIRA,
chimwewo chizvarwa ndokutsinhira.
Inzwa mutinhimira manyezu nyakata:UPFIMI HUROYI!
Taiti akareva mano asi nhasi tazobvuma kuti raive idi.
Ko taiziveiko paye pakanzi KURA UONE!
Takamboti chedu hapachina apa tarangarira WAKANDIGONA WENA,
asi tariro yakadzoswazve matiri naMUCHADURA!
Vakadzi muchiita vekutibvutira kuti mukudze enyu madzinza,
nekuvachinjanisa sehanzu.
Chimwewo chipanga mazano ndokuti ndezvemeso musawane chamunoreva ndiro BARIKA REMASHEFU.
Asi nhafu dzakadai dzimwe dzenguva dzinoparira,
hatichadome nemazita umwe AKAZODZIPWA NEGANDA REMHURU.
Kuti tive nerugare tichasvawo tasosa neminzwa kwatinogara,
kuve MUTUNHU UNEMAGO
madzimai edu asati apera.
Asi chokwadi hachidiwe
ndapihwa yambiro kasingagumwe nekureva iri rangu shoko,
ndikati kumuyambiri AKANGA NYIMO AVANGARARA.
Apamazve kuti ndichenjerere chitemo chitsvetu-tsvetu,
ini nekuzvitutumadza ndikati ndingawanikwe nei,sarini?
Nezwi nyoro nyoro ndokuti CHINAMANENJI HACHIFAMBISI.
Regai tireve sekuzviona kwatiri kuita.
Tichanyarara kusvika rini ivo vachitisvotesa,
hunzi ATSVINZVINYA REGAI AKATSIKWE.
Paramende yaita ROVAMBIRA.
Tikasachenjera tichaitwa mutamarege wembada.
Kunze kuya kwaipa wamai.
KUTSIGOTSIRA rugare.
INONGOVA NJAKENJAKE muhurumende nemumapato ematongerwo enyika.
Makurukota okudza MABHINDAUKO kupfuura ruzhinji rwenyika.
Pachavo hapachina kuwiriranazve.
Vave munhange mutange yekurwira hukuru.
MUSODZI,DIKITA NEROPA zvoverera.
NDAKAGARA NDAZVIONA kuti ndiyo tambiro yavo muHOUSE OF HUNGER.
Isu ngativayevei hedu whilst WAITING FOR THE RAIN,
GUKURAHUNDI ichatisiira nyika yachena.

 

(A shona poem depicting all the moral rot and economic decay in Zimbabwe)

 

 

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WAIL BRAVE VOICES!

 
Files have leaked out!
The truth is now viral.
No propaganda can triumph
to gloss over or contain it.
The disfavoured are on the death list already
to die man managed cruel executions
whilst the lowly rewarded Gestapos
would fix their shing-moo blind eyes on the victims’s genitals
responding in frantic hysteria
to the discotheque
of the jeering gunfires.
Wombs of the nabbed,
hijacked
and abducted
are provoked to ache with rhythmic spasms
of concentrated misery and despair
as their products in cold blood
are ruthlessly massacred.
Journalists,
Poets,
all Activists,
strikers on strikes,
protestors; protesting!
and demonstrating demonstrators
rounded up and bundled
in fetters.
Their crime no felony at all.
Condemned by prejudice out of Court
just for speaking out.
I question such a rule!
A baby who cries not will die
in his silence
in his mother’s cradle.
Do their brutish indifference serve to oversee the wisdom
in our traditional proverbs?
Do their might challenge the essence of the people’s constitution and rights?
Must this, their deviation
enjoy success and reign condoned?
Never!
Away with a system which hanker that its citizens were mute!
Down with a system which long that its people were blind!
We are potential warlords
but are no means warmongers.
We mean not to play the aggressor,
nontheless we harbour no intention to be slaughtered
in our beds.
This time we will flood the streets
for the freedom of our unfairly suppressed voices.
Indeed by this we mean freedom.
Wail brave voices
till there are nomore choked throats!
 

 

 

By Blessing .T.MasengaImage may contain: 1 person(– a bold  word  guerilla, a fiery poet through his writings tirelessly and boldly seek to strip nude the oppression and the violations of basic human rights)

btmasenga216@gmail.com -).

 

 

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