Gankhanani Moffat Moyo Biography

It is the fire of the bushes
And the winds of the wilderness
And the dust of the skies
That gives Africa its name
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The laughter of Africa
Echoes in the forests
Tingling cackles
Like falling glass
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Staring at the blood-stained pages of my diary
Black-faced memories uncoil
To uncover - the long forgotten sjambok
Whose smack on this black back
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Paumaliro, paumaliro tiza
Tiza kuno kuchita
Kokwamba na komalizga
Tiza kuno kuchita
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In the deep of the dark
Rocks get cold
And poets crack down the rocks
Revealing the acme of love
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