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And now...Africa (Poetry) 7-06-2004
by Sandra Musonda
Of all my challenges that I've faced, The paths keep growing narrower. I must stand up and face the world, Only they won’t give me a chance. How do I struggle? I sweat, I cry, I bleed, I remember. The history that I never confronted, My...

Creatively Insane (Poetry) 19-08-2004
by Sandra Musonda
Chilly sunshine, soft raindrops Clean earth, unfolded waves Shallow wind, filling water Floating leaves, dying green People who stab you in the back Those who smile and laugh with you They plot sinister acts And delight in your...

Home (Poetry) 19-07-2004
by Sandra Musonda
The city I now call home, Is not as vast as the others, It’s not a metropolitan by standards, It is the second from the capital Lusaka It is relatively quiet not spilling haphazard traffic, no mad rush of people no extreme high-rise buildings....

I'm (Poetry) 1-06-2004
by Sandra Musonda
I'm… I'm floating in a world of uncertainty I'm sinking in a mind of complexity I'm living invisibly but seen I'm drowning while buoyant I'm laughing but crying I'm breathing while out of breath I'm thinking without processing thought...

Making A Difference (Opinions) 6-10-2004
by Sandra Musonda
In the current state of the world today, in its appalling and degrading stance, there’s only so much one can do. In the sense of duty, patriotism or just general concern we are limited but only as far as we don’t accept our surroundings or what’s...

Of Gratitude (Poetry) 1-09-2004
by Sandra Musonda
There may be things you lack But take time to consider… If you have at least 3 meals a day If you live under a secure house and have your own room perhaps If you have clothes and shoes to change everyday If you wake up each morning in good...

Thinking (Poetry) 16-11-2005
by Sandra Musonda
How then shall I think? As my mind unfolds and wanders around its realms the thoughts that flow become unknown in the midst of it all… I fly, fly to the highest clouds along the sand, hmm I seem to say, for I have no wings so then how I...