Dusky mortar, mother of black mortals
With a beauty, akin to the rose petals
She sighs, inhale – a balm of affection
She, a daffodil in a summer’s twilight
That never wither amidst lethargy.
Tribute is owed to a species of female-hood
Gratitude to them, icons of sisterhood
Their wealth is the wreath, worth motherhood.
Each morn I celebrate you in your new mood
For your statue is the pinnacle of goodness.
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Painted black, tainted in cosmetics
Identity escape, trading greasepaints
Like a street beggar battling for peanuts
Thus, blurred the plasma of naturality.
Retain the breed of docile fibers.
COMFORT NYATI
is a Zimbabwean who belongs to the Salesians of Don Bosco, a Catholic religious order. He holds a BA in Philosophy and Education. He is currently pursuing his M-Phil (Master’s Degree in Philosophy) at the Catholic University of Eastern Africa (CUEA), Nairobi-Kenya. He enjoys reading and writing philosophical articles and poems in his free time. Some of his literary works have featured in diverse literary platforms that includes Writers Space Africa magazine, Salesian News link, Kili-Views, World on The Brinks, an Anthology of Covid-19 Pandemic and Heart Links, to mention a few. He has authored a poetry anthology Seasonal Piety. To date, the dream remains, to serve whe(n)re necessity calls.
