As the Rotaract Club of Matopos we are a club with members who are gifted in different ways, one of those gifts found in our membership is the gift of poetry, here are few poems from our very own Luckmore Sibanda aka iTonga,
BREATHE,
Breathe in the fresh breath of dawn and let the birds sing u
up to a new day
Open your eyes to the clear blue sky and leave your blues to
the dark of the night
Arise with the sun and claim the crown for kings carry their
light in the eyes of day
Let every step you take dictate the heartbeat of the world
Let even the word that falls of your mouth be the soundtrack
the earth spins to
Dance and pursue your dreams for in every sway of trees lie
freedom form stagnation
Cry tears of joy and let the rain wash away your sorrows
Let your heart beat in sync with nature because you are the
core element
Made from fragments of stone, mother earth will not deny you dominion
But she will hand you gold, stone and dust
And the diamonds studs that crown u king, queen
Harness the bellowing sound of the dying cow
Fashion drums from its skin, and summon ur next of kin
Sing praise to umvelinqangi and dance to life
And From every fire that you build to dry drum skins
Arise from the ashes there of to claim the sky
The phoenix is a snake that reincarnates from its backbone
A butterfly that takes on from a caterpillar
A chicken that survives an egg
Calm your spirit, let it flow quiet like an underground
stream
When all rivers are dry, they shall acknowledge your
existence
Keep Hope, faith, trust and live yet another day
iTonga
Ode to Malume
Malume, the ascent we made to mountain peaks energised our
chakras
All the lessons about gods and the one above us
From fetus, the words you said to mom made a sage in boy's
vessel
How do i forget all that? I cherish that!!!
Kingmaker, your spirit lives in Bantu and Black Tie, they
are torching my way up
Holding my hands from both sides, and opening my third eye
Its like a mental gym that makes my brain out grow my skull
But its all good, i felt the gentle breeze of the mistral
Back down, head up, i stargaze and see your eyes, you
watching over us
We don't simply die you always said, but we merge with
cosmos and become one heart
I refuse to remember you for the gunslinger you were, a man
has to live
Sometimes for a strong soul to survive weaker souls have to
be sacrificed
It wasn't robbing uncle, it was affirmative repossession
From those that sent township economies on a recession,
I hope the world gets that, and judge from a script unbiased
No one judged the Israelites when the killed and robbed
Canaanites of their land and treasures
All these legacies, need to be known, but your obituary cant
take all that,
Your wisdom cannot be told on tombstones above your head,
We will put your body on a canoe and let it float down the
Zambezi river, then light it up
To let your spirit, flame up and go light up the sky with
other stars
This is the memory of you i'd rather have that your brains
splattered on vinyl tiles...
iTonga
