[tabby title="Poem"] Chaos: Birds had barely begun to sing when Tapiwa was hurled out from his tent. He knew the rebels were close but he had hoped for one more night One more night with his comrades Disciples and brothers...

[tabby title="Poem"] I stand on the rock of Gibraltar. The Andalusian coastline is sumptuous from this vantage. I wish to pay her homage But it is Africa I eagerly seek. I can barely see Morocco Does her desert aid my...