End of an Era by Thompson Emate

[tabby title="Poem"] A necessary change,No longer a bandwagon with the masses,The voices of the downtroddenmust be heard,No longer a fusion with sycophants,The cries of the oppressed must ring through,We're no more puppets pulled by strings,Dancing to inhuman dictates,We refuse to...

Creating Communities by Thompson Emate

[tabby title="Poem"] Rich neighbours on the other side,Separated and secluded,A walled community,Same people, same colour,Same skin, same root,Alienated in their world,Racism and town planning,Racism and partitioning,A defect of decades,A recalcitrant plague,People viewed with eyes of contempt,People of different skin but...

In Her Song We Still See Her by Thompson Emate

[tabby title="Poem"] The dream in the music,The art on the stage,Life in the music,Innate ability and devotion,Made her a formidable force,A diva and songstress,She hit the crescendo of the music industry,She lived in the spotlight,She was haloed by lights and...

Strumming Pain by Umar Saleh Gwani

[tabby title="Poem"] Strings hold things or tie them up,they also vibrate, often sounding off,in places where they are shadows of a smilestretch like wrinkles when skins crumbleas rumpled sheets do after long restless nights, reminding me of grandmother’s talesof alternating...

The Conquest by Thompson Emate

[tabby title="Poem"] Terror over the meadow,The flight of the villainous birds,The magic of owls,The multiplying of the angry birds,The dawn of newness,The harbinger of refreshing, times,A glorious harvest in view,Hope is awakened,A happy town. [tabby title="Poet Bio"] Thompson I. Emate...