Author: Benjamin Nambu
-
Roots
It was a world of nature and magic. Tough times baked people into tough heroes. And the difficulties of survival enriched tales told from one generation to the other, deepening the grip of their songs on the heart. My mind was thirsty for stories when I was a child and I would pester the adults…
-
Audacity and Legacies
They will say you are unrealistic. They will say you are young and one of these days, hunger will wake you up to the hash realities of life and you will soon forget your hallucinations of ‘big dreams’. They will associate pride with your ambitious spirit. Let them. Dogs are barking. Throw no stone. Continue…
-
The choir of hell
I was listening to a beautiful choral performance and I imagined how powerful a mass angelic choir would sound. Then I began to wonder if there was a choir in hell and how it looked like and what kind of songs they sang. My silly mind imagined the choristers would all be dressed in black…
-
Accidental Thoughts – 5
Fine children rotting from negligence Irresponsible parenting So much foolishness Bubbling and running over From the fertile minds of children No father to whip down the madness No mother to slap that little fool Into a sensible being What is all this ‘no flogging a child’ I hear? And for every rod of correction Thrown…
-
Accidental Thoughts – 4
Anga Foolie It’s the name we called someone That had lost a tooth Seeing the dents in the shield of teeth Was fun for us Until you were a victim Then you realized it wasn’t funny But this was just a strand of incidents In our basket of childhood memories When you become an adult,…
-
Accidental Thoughts – 3
Even though I walk Through the valley of the shadow of death I shall fear no evil For Thine art with me Thy rod and staff They comfort me
-
Accidental Thoughts – 2
Today I stepped out Came back empty handed I will go again tomorrow Mending broken hopes this evening So I can sail again early morrow morning Whatever the outcome I’m never giving in
-
I like me
Tune your identity To the new definition of crazy: Be you You’ve tried for too long To be what you are not Prune away stress Be you The wisest doesn’t know it all Your true worth and destiny Lies in no man’s advice You only discover you By being you Sometimes, Conquering the world Winning…
-
That song speaks to me
It was a cold, wet, Saturday evening I had gone to campus to study all day And was now headed home Tired and hungry As I exited the university campus I heard an old English song Playing softly on a radio Hanging in a security post I could not understand What the sad old white…
-
18XX – Part 7
“Bushman,” he repeated the words to himself. She called him a bushman, a good-for-nothing illiterate that she felt ashamed to introduce to her acquaintances. “Wolves live in the jungle. Go there and join your brother and sister wolf in the jungle, bushman!.” Sanaa spat the words one day during an acrimonious dispute between her and…
Mowabites Worldwide 