VONGAI MONICA MUJAKACHI, Your Poetry is a mouth-watering beef-biltong dipped in soul soup of simplified verbiage , astounding wit and marrow-rattling truth. Reading through your hair- raising versifications repented me once again to realize that they are daughters of this great earth born with rays of light boxed in their hearts , Poetry DNA carved onto their blood streams and likewise the blessing of a golden pen , their sickle of truth placed onto their gifted hands . Your poetry is a thud of truth reverberating red foothills of home. It is a drumbeat- throb of reason pop and cracking the minds of dozing readers . Your poetic recollections surpass your age . You are counted among the future of African Voices of Poetry . Your diligent delving into hot -soup matters of domestic violence , internal and emotional suffering , confessional poetry , psychical/emotional testimonies and your bold chronicling of COVID19 menace is a testimony that you are generational poet we can invest our confidence as our r representative of human kind. TIME OF THE POET REPUBLIC is prided in profiling Vongai Monica Mijakachi , a fast rising Zimbabwean based Artist based in Germany .ALUTA CONTINUA– ( Blurb by Mbizo CHIRASHA)

Ist das Liebe?

Even make up can’t make the pain go away.

It hides the bruises,

What of the bleeding heart?

Summer and winter my body is covered.

Hiding the tattooed scars l bear.

Front teeth missing.

I can’t even fake a smile.

Battered,broken and betrayed.

My every day meal.

Ist das Liebe?

I hate the mirror ,lt doesn’t lie.

Its honesty scares me.

I can’t stand my zombie image.

My face with many shades.

Ist das Liebe?

Once the love of my life,

Now my living horror.

He welcomes me with fists,

His goodbyes with punches.

He hits me like we are fighting.

He beats me as if l’m a thief.

Ist das Liebe?

Strange perfume and lipstick.

I ask and l’m punched.

I miss the caresses.

I miss the extinct compliments.

I miss the buried attention.

Body shaming is now his speciality.

Ist das Liebe?

Mother don’t tell me to be strong.

Aunt don’t tell me to hold on.

Sister don’t tell me its part of the story.

Friend don’t tell me they are all like that.

For l have breathed in hell.

And l have had enough!

Is this love?

If it is l don’t want it.

If it is ,l choose life over death.

If it is, l choose happiness over misery.

I was a coward,l kept quiet.

Not anymore!

I long for my freedom.

And its time , l shout “help!”

For in your hands l won’t die.

Not anymore will l be your punching bag.

Not anymore will l lie and hide the bruises.

I am a woman and deserve to be treated human!


Blame games l will not play.

Excuses l won’t entertain.

Forgiving myself is the way.

My past l won’t replay.

Crying won’t bring a change.

Only you now make my day.

All alone for my mistakes l will pay.

I let them all down.

But l won’t give you up.

A mistake you are not!

Just an unexpected blessing.

All alone for now

Soon we will be together .

The journey begins.

Let’s count up to nine


We were happy

Mapping our lives forward

Finding solutions for everyday’s challenges

Sweating so we could harvest

When the fire started

We were all at ease

It seemed so faraway

Look at us now

The whole world is ablaze

Lockdown,shutdown, stay home

That’s the chorus of every nation

Oh it hearts losing beloved ones

Who knew coughing one day will take this turn

Coughing ,all happiness drained

Sadly we now have widows and orphans

The virus is still not satisfied!

Everything is on hold

Aeroplanes no one can board

No work,no events,nothing

We need something

Something to put an end to Corona

All we need is faith

All we need is to pray

God’s time is the best

Fear is not the way

Hope we should spread

For like wind

Covid 19 will pass away

VONGAI MONICA MUJAKACHI is a Zimbabwean Author and Poet  based in Germany. She  has penned 6 books of which 2 were coauthored . She is a member and former Secretary of ZANA(Zimbabwe Academic and Non Fiction Authors Association Bulawayo Chapter).She is also a former Secretary for Love Child Trust.She is part of Art groups ie P.A.W.D(Poetry and Writers Den,Life Changers and Artyfyd).She has led various Writing Coalitions, collaborated with many Authors and is currently the Brand Ambassador for Heart – Flames Distributors/Readers.She has written book reviews, forewords and afterwards for several books  which includes Providence: Darker Ashes by Samantha Nomaswazi Nunu,Matters of the Heart by Tumisho Mary Moetlo and The shadow that slumbers my night(Kgalalelo Moyo) later adapted by the the University of Zimbabwe.


Author of a Letter to the President (Zimbabwe) Co-Author of Metaphors
of the Rainbow
(Malawi). Co-Author of Whispering Woes of Ganges and
(India, USA). Co-Editor of SecondNameofEarthisPEACE
(WorldBeyondWar.org, USA)African Contributor Poet /Essayist at Monk Arts and Soul Magazine(UK). DitchPoetry( Alberta University,Creative Writing ,Canada).
Poetry Potion( Canada). FullofCrow(Canada). Scarlet Leaf( Canada).
PoetrySoup( USA).
  Atunis Galatica( edited Agron Shele, Belgium). BlackWell
(Oxford School of Poetry, UK). Litnet ( South Africa) .
OfiPress( Mexico City). FemAsiaMagazine (UK). InkSweatandTears (UK).
Squackback (USA).The Poet a Day Zine (founded by the late Maestro G
Jamie Dedes, Brooklyn, and USA). DemerPress International Poetry
Series (curated and edited by Hannie Rouweler, Netherlands). World
Poetry Almanac Series( Curated and Edited by Hadaa Sendoo, Mongloia).
Poesi. Is Journal (edited by Peter Semolic, Slovenia). Festival de
Poesia de Medellin (founded and directed by Fernando Rendon,
Colombia).DIOGEN Magazine (Turkey). RuckSackPatchPoetry, Voices of
Diversity (Passion for Poetry, curated by Antje Sehn, Italy). Cultural
Weekly ( International Space,USA) . Zimbabwean (published Wilf Mbanga,
UK) .WordCity monthly (curated and edited by Darcie Friesen Hossack,
International). IHRAF Publishes (founded by Thomas Block, NewYork,
USA). Diasporan Online (founded and edited by Lola Thomas, Spain) .New
Best African Poets (curated and edited by Tendai Rinos Mwanaka,
Zimbabwe) and more.

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