Norman Mwale [The PenPusher] Zimbabwe
Gregory Mwendwa [Poet Greg] Kenya
Stanza 1 (Norman Mwale)
Stanza 2 (Greg Mwendwa)
A woman’s womb houses snakes
And angels
Is what our elders taught us
That the seasoning place of fire
Wood is but atypical,
Unpredictable like the rain
This is their adage embordied
Wisdom that repleted
The skies of the time,
With the womb giving birth
To these socially unfriendly repitles
That conk life until it cedes,
And the born Saints cryout upon
This social unity;
Some deviate to this mimicry of an
Evolution so deceptive,
To walk torwads the declining sun
Where dead souls erect their abodes,
The womb of this village is silent
But with the lips of unbroken drum!
[2]
The same womb houses infants
Who grow morally upright therein
Then beauty is born;
These are men of faith who
Rebuild crumpled walls
They make laws that justify humanity
And stand for their nations
The women from this womb
They marry a dream and love
Strong families are pillared to
Religion, then nation, then world,
This birth is a symbolic representation
Of immortal peace,
They nurture the child inclined to
This spiralling galaxy
That they may quench the fire
Of damnation
As the days gloom for more impiety
They unearth this geometric genocide
They save the world!
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