The Life We Lived Collaboetry By Allstars: Pardon Simango Ft Donald Kuutsi, Albert Sithole, Blessing Masora, Sakhile Dhlamini, Gaylord Munemo, Deb Harman, &Benevolent Masora Poem by donald kuutsi

The Life We Lived Collaboetry By Allstars: Pardon Simango Ft Donald Kuutsi, Albert Sithole, Blessing Masora, Sakhile Dhlamini, Gaylord Munemo, Deb Harman, &Benevolent Masora



[GAYLORD MUNEMO]
May the odds, forever be on your side
Prologue of the poets in soliloquize,
Remember the days of wailing,
Teleport me to the maze of history

[BLESSING MASORA]

The life we have lived
We raced and survived
Too emotional less automated
Situation brutal nevertheless we were strongly forged
We went through it all, moments which were odd
But it taught us not to live and grow old
But stand tall for our ambitions and be bold
I tell you life is not all glittering gold
However everything we not, made you everything we are
Our bread came from polishing ones shoe
Our marvelous ambitious strength came from driving a hoe
By that in our consciousness we felt we needed to fill a deep hole
We had honor in nothingness, so we enriched our united souls

[DONALD KUUTSI]
At one point l asked myself questions without answers,
As if l knew what the future held for me
I thought it was the end
Yet it was beginning of the game,
Earth almost swallowed me alive
Being drawn to the edge,
the grace of the heaven became the wedge
I was loyal to the game,
Yet in valor l found hope,
Taking each day as it comes,
We have learnt the lessons of the journey called life


[GAYLORD MUNEMO]
May the scales even to your advantage,
Prelude to the utopian poets in solitude,
Remember the days of hopelessness,
When being different became dangerous

[SAKHILE DLAMINI]
Hopeless life without any voice
Silencing our perspective by blood
Our brother and sister being chained like dogs
Tortured, killed without sympathy
Here then we cry to God to whom they used to gain rule
Put people in chain and say it is a promise land
Delivered to the dark minded place
I said don't remind me of the life we lived
With that fear without voice
With that tears without verse
With that spears without guns or worse
Telling us to pray but blood continue to split, even the brave
Telling us to grieve but our life continues to grave.

Women scream and man groan electric chair,
Questions inside their heart, 'why telling them truth? '
'Why letting them know that we are evil but covered by angel's gowns? '
Our life is ruined by slavery in our veins
Our life is bound with pains of our past
Our scars still bleed fresh blood
But it is the life we have lived.


[The Speaker] PARDON SIMANGO

Its neither a walk in the park
Nor is it a row of the ark
But every touch we make upon anything becomes a spark.
From township to city
Village to town center
Looking for ways to survive.
Mum died in heart agony,
Dad went in pain of the skull.
But we still want to keep the scouts
Gaining terms of understanding.
Gaining power from over life...
the life we've lived...

[GAYLORD MUNEMO]
Forget not the avalanche that stomped our hands,
When the ends always justified the means,
The life we lived, the dream we lost,
Will we ever be the aspiration we authored?

[BLESSING MASORA]
Its best you believe me if that possible
Maybe one day you will become an honorable
Let pride dwell far aside and be sociable
As a long time ago centurion knight be unbootable
To your servants be lovable
Give what you were not given in the life you live
Make a tomorrow a better one
Seed the good seeds of the olivine
The extra ordinary live the common life we used live
It might seem to be a long journey but adhere to my words and you will arrive
Its better to be late than never, but never late is better
Go further is the life we are now living
Accomplishment songs we will be singing
Swallow my words, like honey as they pour
For we are kings of the quarter we shall roar
Diversify, achieve great and go far
The life we live

[GAYLORD MUNEMO]
My visions are blurred howbeit wise one,
Enlighten my mind Albert twice or once,

[Albert Sithole]

Our minds marred by a living hope,
Trembled upon by murky waters,
Life bends and beckons,
Like a semi-colony
Carrying us through the hills and mountains,
Poverty
Diseases
Living with them but not defeated
We cry to conquer
But none liveth, our cries nomore
Battles we have fought, guns and fists
Freedom comes, sweet as candy
Happiness in our homes and caves,
Power and greed approaches,
Drawing us back to beggars pride
Casting a look backwards,
Its all but a stumbled walk
Like footprints on the sand,
And where we going, remains, a mystery
Its the life we have lived...

[DONALD KUUTSI]
Rays of the sunshine protruding through the window,
Sand rushing in the hour glass,
Wrinkles writing the story of the
Life we have lived,
Leaving traces of the story line
Memories engraved at the back of our thoughts,
Reminiscing the moments
Good& bad times,
From moments of pain
Raising from dust in order to gain
We have been down the road before facing rejection,
Denial, humiliation,
Death snatched my beloved ones away
Could it be day light robbery?
Swallowed by the earth yet my heart didn't say good bye

[GAYLORD MUNEMO]
The ignition of petted gloomy poverty,
Subjected to the peripheral calamity,
Boney and breathless in the face of the city,
Conceal not the truth, I remember the reality


SAKHILE DHLAMINI

The life that we have lived
Don't remind me of the life we have lived
Running, fighting for survival
Leaving our homes and hide, before the revival
Resisting colonialism, it was hard, for them an archival
Little babies crying, inside huts
With no mercy they burned down all our huts
Reminiscing inside our hearts
Taking all what we have
Being a slave in our homeland, can't refuse
Abandon all our point of views
Being careful of what you sing
Being careless of what you need
Please don't remind me the live that we have lived


[DEB HARMAN]
need to rejoice by lived
as you survived need to praise
to be in peace and sing the song fierce
because you are a truly a survivor

BENEVOLENT MASORA
We've died everyday with air of solid authority upon our lives,
Yet this life conspired to do everything to overwhelm us with tonnes of agony.


[DEB HARMAN]
tough and thick skin so braved
in the struggle in the fighting of your land
as you reach for a hand to give strength in life
to show you love and true faith of holy blessing


by the gift of heart and compassion needed
by none of that burning light so torched
by the sky high of smoky grey


light should be drawn to peace live
not the pain of what you have lived


[BENEVOLENT MASORA]
By day we would wipe the beads of cold pespiration of our hardwork,
And at night burn the midnight fuel,
That seemed trailed off, weighed down by the oppressive silence of the night,
The days flew past, they left us no shadow,
Oblivious to the familiar trials and tribulations that sped past,
Time became meaningless,
For day and night were no difference.
We all merged into one equal temper,
To free ourselves from this dome cast upon us,
But like pirates we persued the winds of deep oceans,
Never knowing when to stumble upon an island.
Tugged on a leash we would bleed,
To fill our master's cup of greed,
Recognized as inhuman we could not feed,
And a long while life was no need.

But from our black inertia,
We developed some stamina,
To some natural degree, our maxima.
It was time for black to shine,
To illuminate rage,
Polished on by all the suffering and agony bruised on us,
Our scars bleed the light,
That shines to those who fight,
So radiant and jubilant

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