Harare

“Restless”Is a more accurate descriptionThan “the city that doesn’t sleep”For there is a lot of slumbering here,Lots of eyes closed to sufferring within and withoutNumbed consciencesAnd silenced voices-Yes, plenty of sleepBut rest evades the city.Harare is a synonym for hustlingFor making do with the little one hasFor never quite fullyShowing your hand,For defying the oddsFor […]

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Burning Bush

The time we spendSeeking the Face of GodIs not time taken awayFrom ‘practical’ things.It is not a waste of down timeTo spend our SundaysIn the house of God,Nor is it a misuse of resourcesTo give money to the church.The visions and propheciesWe read in scriptureAre not delusionsNor are they opiates of the people.Like Moses, when […]

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A nation of miracles

Post-colonial statesAre nations of miracles,With historical baggageThat is far deeperThan any one of us can unpack,And ongoing structural violenceThat seems to mutate itselfEven in the absence of an obvious perpetrator:Riddled with poverty,Overshadowed by inequalityDrowning in preventable diseaseAnd grappling a perpetual identity crisis-Post colonial statesHave enough pressureTo fully implode.And yet they don’t.They seem to find a […]

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Inclusive Innovation

InnovationIs often born out of frustrationAnd convictions about inclusionEmerge from disparate societies.Great progress and affluenceHas often been made possibleBy great exploitation,Mind boggling prosperitySide by side with breathtaking povertyUnequal.Inclusive innovationIs an appeal to our creativityA call to do better,To build a larger tableFor more people to sit atTo dig a deeper wellFor more people to drink.Are […]

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Oily hands, Ashy feet

He’s been running.Running barefoot through the streetsLooking for himselfOr rather the best version of himself;The person he promisedHis eight year old selfHe’d be one day-But his searchHas yielded nothing so far.The dust clings to him.The mud is now cakedIn the cracks of the soles of his feet-These feet,That have carried himFaithfully so farOn his quest,Are […]

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Envying Scarcity

Its unfortunateThat selfishnessFeels so good.That self-worshipFeels like self-care,That small mindednessIs often the most convenient kind of thinking,That the low ambitionsOf the corruptLook like the good life,That we say “That’s just the way it is”About problems we could actually solve,That we secretly envy Our bullies because they are powerful,Unfortunate thatMany of the peopleThat championed advancementAlso championed […]

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Fancy new buildings

Are often fun to look atAnd beautiful to walk in.They are not too difficult to construct.With enough cashAnd the right peopleYou can erect quite a spectacle-A state of the art hospitalA beautiful mallA school that looks like Hogwarts.Much harder than thisIs to create a cultureThat brings out the very best out of peopleNo matter their […]

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Less

Really is more sometimes.Not everything we want is good for usAnd there’s nothing worse than more of a bad thing.Not everything needs to be upgradedSupersizedOr bought in bulk-Sometimes having too much food on your plateWorks against your ability to enjoy the meal altogether.For those of us who have known what it isTo go withoutIts easy […]

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Searching for Wakanda

For a version of the African story that’s more than Sentimental More captivating than a wildlife documentary Unfettered by directionless politics Bridling with economic energy Where the “average African” is prosperous Where education is not for show but for use And where the ambitions of our best and brightest Extend beyond personal lifestyle goals. The […]

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