Month: January 2023

Is it coincidence the windswept gorge ayonder is majestic, Total happenstance that I am here, at this particular juncture? Sitting on a strong Mopane trunk, uprooted by gentle breeze, Having a scenic view, observing life beneath with all its beauty? Husbands with hands worked thin, save for bulging veins, Wives with pendulous breasts and wailing…

A weird world that we live in! We are born pure and innocent, then, Taught biases by those we look up to, Intentionally, seldom inadvertently. To judge individuals by their origin, Their race, the pigment in their skin, Even more, the shape of their eyelids! That our difference is bad, not good, To be treated…