Lisbon Tawanda
Lisbon Tawanda Poems
Brothers, I had a dream last night,
I dreamt Africa was now full of light! !
Her poverty was a thing of the past,
And those who were first were now the last! !
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'Thou therefore endure hardness, as a good soldier of Jesus Christ.'
(2 Timothy 2: 3)
Stand in the victory that Christ has won,
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When I quarrel my voice reaches to the South,
Lord, put a cello tape on my mouth,
I want to relearn speaking,
That's all I am seeking
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I once preached to a man in a telephone booth,
Long ago during the days of my youth,
I grew up different from the other boys,
As a little boy I studied the scriptures and avoided toys
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Our graduates are playing soccer in the business district,
Because our economic policies are too strict,
They hinder the creation of jobs,
They trigger the rising of mobs,
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This union between me and Amanda—
Let no man put asunder.
This woman I met at the hospital,
She completes me and makes me whole.
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The soulties now lie broken,
Like vows that went unspoken.
The covenants we made in trust,
Have crumbled all to dust.
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Lisbon Tawanda Biography
Lisbon Tawanda Chigwenjere (The Lord's Poet) is a young poet from Harare, Zimbabwe. He is currently pursuing an honors degree in Politics and Public Management at the Midlands State University in Gweru, Zimbabwe. Three of his poems, 'Days of My Youth', 'The Tongue of the Learned', and 'Fight, Soldier, Fight', have appeared in 'Enter the Gateway', a Christian poetry anthology published by TL Publishing Group, Florida. His poems have also appeared in newspapers such as The Sunday Mail and News Day, and in The Pulse (an official newsletter of the Midlands State University) .)
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Brothers, I Had A Dream!
Brothers, I had a dream last night,
I dreamt Africa was now full of light! !
Her poverty was a thing of the past,
And those who were first were now the last! !
Brothers, it was the most beautiful dream I ever had,
I heard what my ears have never heard,
A voice said, “The race is not to the swift”,
And I saw prosperity towards us shift,
I saw God raise us from the dust,
And Africa was no longer the last! !
Brothers, I dreamt we were beating our spears into pruning hooks,
We were reading and writing books,
We were rising at the fastest pace,
And Africa was now a better place,
Brothers, my dream might not be accepted by you,
But my dream shall surely come true!
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