December dribbles her signature dance towards January, shaking off jackets of Christmas fever welcoming 2020 flipping pages into another millennium. We are capping this year of diversity with a blessing of global of poetry. This journal celebrates the power in togetherness and the vintage of diversity .Poets and poems featured in this special journal represent the magic of poetry on the this once peaceful but now war whipped earth we call WORLD. It is a selection of defiant but nonviolent spear like words hunting for justice in the deep gutters of war, expedience and digging for peace underneath crude pits of tyranny. To expose dictatorial vagaries and totalitarian imbecility perpetuated by blood suckers and powers mongers on this our earth .Our God the Almighty , Lord created Poets with the wisdom of revolutionizing and cleansing the world of its political dirty and wash it clean from the trash of toxic corruption. This journal is a global reprint of poetic footprints retracing us from the days we started to our destiny, TODAY. Today fingers of grandchildren are burnt in hot pans of political authoritarian regimes. We have become grandsons and daughters of preceding autocratic soup kitchens. We are clutching on the legacy of economic seizures, terroristic trances, war commerce and commodification of refugees. We are the wretched vagabonds clutching on the torn flags of banana republics. Hoodlums praising remorseless wizards and lizards grabbing the sunlight of our lives in broad light. Our featured Poet Profile in this December special offing is Jamie Dedes( profile enclosed).The poets here are some of the remaining voices hard nut bolt resistant enough to be swallowed by the imbecilic, corrupt and crude global political clout.Keshab Sigdel (NEPAL),Anjum Wasim Dar( Pakistan), Mbonisi Zikhali( Canada- Zimbabwe) , Robson Shoes Lambada( Zimbabwe), Taofeek Ayeyemi ( Nigeria), Kushal Poddar( India), Nancy Ndeke( Kenya) , Samson Abanni( Zimbabwe) and Michael Dickel ( Israel), James Coburn ( USA), Tracy Yvonne Breazile( America) and Author Omwa Ombara( USA-KENYA). Poets remain peoples commissars and messengers of truth-
Brave Voices Poetry Journal 67: Paying Tribute to Unique Heroes and Heroines and their Uniqueness An Ode for Cadres of resistance ( Human Rights , anti-imperialistic , antiapartheid , freedom of expression , fight for political justice , right to economic justice and right to social inclusion) Ken Saro Wiwa for movement for the survival of Ogoni people ( Nigeria) Dedan Kimathi (Kenyan liberation struggle) Steve Biko (fighting inequalities in South African apartheid) Lookout Masuku (fighting for political justice in Zimbabwe) Charles Dambudzo Marechera (PenSlinger of Truth in Zimbabwe) Ambuya Nehanda (medium spirit of Chimurenga (war of liberation) in Zimbabwe) Ruth First (South African fighter for civil rights) Winnie Madikizela Mandela (Fighter for political and economic rights in South Africa) Itai Dzamara ( fighter for human rights and freedom of expression in Zimbabwe) Freedom Nyamubaya( gunslinger during war of liberation ,poet against dictatorship regime in Zimbabwe).
"The economic malaise has kept most of the works in the doldrums. i am happy though that there are lots of people that have been doing well behind the scenes for the growth of poetry. the story is about people like you. there is dzonze. i make mention too of academic and poet Chidora. there is of course the indefatigable Mwanaka. zimbolicious volumes continue to flow. it is also exciting to see young poets polishing their works and charting new paths or widening roads travelled by the mungoshis- davy and charles, chireres, virginia phiri, philani nyoni and of course marechera who will never die"- Uncle JB is an internationally published poet, distinguished legal practitioner and a rebel in a suit. His two poetry collections published by our own Mwanaka Media and Publishing. The collections include, RIGHTEOUS INDIGNATION and UNDER THE YOKE OF STEEL. Uncle JB’s poetry exudes dexterity and literary prowess. The writer poet roasts politicians and their zealots in pans of truth .His metaphors burn corruption bedbugs to death. His satire strangle dictators until they slide into a comma. The frenzy of his lyrics push the reader into a literary trance
CURATOR OF DEFIANCE : Mr. Super-Power It is very easy to watch child soldiers slaughtering other children in the name of war on CNN International and BBC Africa. Madam Democrat Hell easy to speak of democracy and peace in the comfort of uptown glitter built by Sudanese gems and golden oil. Comrade Humanitarian, Bloody easy to carry briefcases filled with blood money to buy rifles and mental cranking drugs for young boys in Juba to kill their elders. Honorable Ambassador, It is hur….r aay cheap for you to cut off Sudanese news headlines and stash them in your political diplomacy library, get paid on the 25th of August, enjoy cups of cappuccino and forget. Mr. Military Junta, Sweat easy to swallow your heart and become a warlord, not ashamed to sit on tables to talk peace for people you are killing. I say, it is not easy to see a Darfur mother’s giving birth biting a bullet. I go on to say, It is difficult to see grenade shredded Khartoum babies on headlines of global news. I find it not easy to walk on mounds of gun- caused shallow graves. To see stacks of machete riddled human carcasses every day of our mighty lord. African Union, European Union, Americas, Indian Peace Foundations, Asian Peace Unions And United Nations, Where are you? While gun merchants, oil cartels And blood diamond cabals harvest bloody wealth, Sudan reaping death…………. Khartoum harvesting pangs of hunger We are not mentally deaf and poetically blind …………… Asijiki! We need a sweet fart of peace in Sudan and beyond. Poetry is the Weapon of Mass Instruction Ahoy!!! Tonight, after your dinner with poets of defiance. You can also pick some ink and write a verse of peace for Sudan, IN BOLD LETTERS – Mbizo Chirasha is Editor and Curator: A Dinner with Poets of Defiance (Voice for Sudan, Brave Voices Poetry Journal 66).
Mother Africa survived the trauma of clanging chains of captivity during SLAVE TRADE , shackles of colonialism and winced from beatings of hard bolt nut clenched fists of apartheid. Children and grandchildren of Mother Africa watched helplessly her sorrowful dance to the acoustics of sufferance. Still , Africa remain resilient against beauty - smashing punches from kindred’s of neo-colonialism : global village, digital revolution and consumerism .Mama Africa’s groin is ripped apart by her triplets totalitarian regimes, economic malaise and moral decadence. Today Mother Africa of pyramids , Africa of Nefertiti , Africa of Lumumba , Africa of Mandela ,Africa of Kambarage , Africa of Lithium , Africa of diamond and Africa of uranium wallow in murky waters of poverty ,chronic civil wars and deadly epidemics .Young and established poets contributing to this Brave Voices Poetry Journal 65 Edition, AFRICA IS A POETRY REPUBLIC dipped pen tongues into dimples and crevices of our Mother Africa . The poetic tongues then spat their snort of satire and the saliva of paradox onto our mental inboxes. Tonight, we are pilgrims to the poetry gods and goddesses, we trudge through shrines of metaphor, altars of irony, mountains of hyperbole and forests of rhythm until we reach to the zenith of the POETRY REPUBLIC-Africa .( Editor of Brave Voices Poetry Journal).
MOZA IS OUR COUNTRY : 2019 arrived with omens of bad luck of death, hunger and disease. Maybe Gods are angry or bad devils are at it again. The wings of Cyclone Idai, Satan’s angel washed away the soul, breath and glint of Moza. Moza twice died and was raised by our Gods of resilience. Today we are warming the heart of Moza with metaphors of hope and we also mourn the loss of those buried in unmarked cemeteries of IDAI and KENNETH. We write these messages to massage the bruised confidence of Moza and with the hope that Moza will rise again from cinders of despair. We are African griots grieving with you Comrade Moza in this moment of forced silence and we shall dance alongside at sun rise. We say to the people of Mozambique Together We Rise. To those souls and spirits wiped away by the devils wing, we say Rest in Peace and we implore the Gods to calm your anguished spirits. ALUTA CONTINUA, land of the brave. From Tete to Sofala, Maputo to Beira, Chimoio to Manica, Nampula to Gorongoza. We say MOZA is our country .ALUTA