A PLEA TO THE YOUTH

While cleaning my bookshelves I came across an old little book with the boring title, "Prague Spring: A report on Czechoslovakia 1968" written by an obscure historian by the name of Dr Zbynek Anthony Bohuslav Zeman. I was genuinely taken aback by the parallels in the Czechoslovak uprising and our own Zimbabwean situation. I was... Continue Reading →

MY FAVOURITE POEM

The Scholars (William Butler Yeats - 1917) Bald heads forgetful of their sins, Old, learned, respectable bald heads Edit and annotate the lines That young men, tossing on their beds, Rhymed out in love's despair To flatter beauty's ignorant ear. All shuffle there; all cough in ink; All wear the carpet with their shoes; All... Continue Reading →

A QUIET RANT

Those moments when you look over your shoulder and see those crossroads where you took the wrong turn. That sordid feeling of rue that rouses you from amity; pacific bliss that only sleep can bestow. Agony becomes your only friend. When the morning light pierces your very soul; a soul ravaged by despair. That perfect... Continue Reading →

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