TINOTENDA WILSON WAISON

CONSUL CHITUNGWIZA TOWN AREA1 – TINOTENDA WILSON WAISON- an aspiring poet, human rights activists, page poet, flash fictionist as well as an editor of the Deem.lit.org ( Deem literature organization ). Born on the seventh of January 1998 at a local clinic in Chitungwiza of great svikiro, Tsuro Chaminuka. A Zimbabwean by birth and originates from Malawian tribe. The son of one Godwell Waison and Angeline Mandimika, being the first in a family of two, Annah Waison, little sister.

TINOTENDA WILSON WAISON

Cónsul CHITUNGWIZA TOWN AREA1 – TINOTENDA WILSON WAISON-un aspirante a poeta, activistas de derechos humanos, página poeta, Flash ficcionista, así como un editor de la Deem.lit.org (considerar la organización de la literatura). Nacido el séptimo de enero 1998 en una clínica local en Chitungwiza de gran svikiro, Tsuro Chaminuka. Un Zimbabuano de nacimiento y originario de la tribu de Malawi. El hijo de un Godwell Waison y Angeline Mandimika, siendo el primero en una familia de dos, Annah Waison, hermanita.

SMOG

So I got her bones incriminated
And they burnt down into darks
Pale grey as of the remains, thin
Dusty particles that I rolled on
A spliff for a stroke, puff... Yeah
It did chock, dared a cough, chest
So heavy taking in the lost spirit
In fumes, Maybe that would be
Means, to get her bones rise again.

SO I HAD A DREAM! 

My conscience raved
In what seemed to be
A range of misconception
Dozing off that fanciful
Episode of blared hopes
Burning desires into greys
Ashes of a freedom I never
Got its warmth, a rinsed
Civilization that repleted
A shame I had do long let go
Yes 37 signalled the bell of coercion.

A DEATH BED

My death bed glimmer more
Than my jewel, nor wonder
The French man's thoughts
To hummer in pieces of such
A craft, Only heads from the
Basket, red scorched with it
The blood of the lastly scum.
Mine yet to drop too, terror.