By: Ndaba Sibanda
A Poor Person’s Precarious Paces And Spaces
Her efforts to hold back, to hold herself back Against hurtling and hurting herself helplessly With a hungry, tiny child strapped to her back Are a betrayal, as she bursts into tears and fury Her hiding husband betrayed her, battered her She is on the brink of soundness, she is shaky Hoping to ward off hunger and helplessness Famine weighs on her fragile body, her mind As she takes precarious steps that are oblivious To the world of lockdowns and social distancing She is dead, deaf, defenseless against a new reality Ushered in by an eerie, unseen virus, she wobbles on
To All the Frontline Healthcare Workers
A planet caught up in anxiety, a myriad, a cloud of uncertainties a globe caught up in the vortex of a spiteful virus calls for clear heads that don't freak out but stay calm, cool enough to respond to all possible preventive measures and guidelines A world hard-pressed to find a person who is unaffected must restrict the spread of a virus whose trail is a hurt body, a loss or a hurt health system or a hurt economy and a hurt humanity The infected are to seek medical attention pronto, all persons are affected, all to refrain from feeding the chaos or anxiety for there is life, a lesson after the frenzied storm as the health heroes fight and sacrifice with a bravery that seeks to save lives even in the core of a breaking point A turbulent time calls for unity, for the melting of hearts Here is a hard-hit earth that has to fight for humanity from various angles with a singularity of purpose that knows no walls of bias and ego but gates of lenience and alliance For the frontline healthcare workers— the planet salutes you— You can’t be thanked, appreciated enough— whether the cases spike or decline for your valor, verve, love and selflessness.
My Friend’s River Beauty
why they live in water it's a mystery, in a river they possibly tuck into it— seaweed, and swim ashore they also dine on fish, crabs, clams, shrimp, oysters, lobster my dear friend fell in love with one of them, his beauty! a faraway river is their rendezvous he confesses she`s romantic and fun! though these days the two lovely lovebirds barely hang-out owing to self-distancing! I think she is human, after all except that she has the tail of a fish and no wonder she pees and poops from her belly button, so says my chum!
June 22, 2020
Read his blog here.