The sun will never set on the children of Africa. By Eileen Gbagbo The sun rises on the children of Africa She winks down at her first borns Those whose earth coloured palettes glow at her
Would you believe me if I told you that what you're about to hear doesn't have any computerised effects on it? You'll be glad to know that I have increased the bass levels slightly. As it turns
Introduction: A Poem About Animals, Strength & Brands. This poem was inspired by a discussion (41:44) between T.D. Jakes and Steven Furtick. The Bishop tells a story of a safari trip he
ARTWARE. When doubted, show why you should betaken seriously. When praised, prove that your best is yetto come. When plotted against, reveal that you're moves ten steps ahead, playing a game you
Click play to listen to the full story that brought about The Grand Library! A Monument. By now you have probably seen my recent short story called Cairo To Cape Town. If you haven't, I think you
Click play to listen to the full story! Introduction: An African Journey. LEVITATION™ Hello everyone! Welcome to our headquarters in the beautiful and extremely sunny, Bujumbura.
. .. <Sigh> I'm speechless. Where do we go from here? You are rapacious in your audacity. Completely shameless in your hubris. Once thought your greatness would last. But at last, we
Introduction If someone was to write a poem about politics: one that fully captured the current global political climate, what would it sound like? What would it feel like? What words would be
A Poem About Intellectual Property I consider myself an artist, creator. Visionary. Dreamer, writer, thinker. And everything else in between. The only person gonna be making money from thee - the
Introduction My morning walk: a recording of nature; birds, trees, dogs, people and a stream. Something to destress and meditate to. Morning Colourwheel Deep breaths De-stress Progress No
Introduction: Poems About Race And Identity I'm currently reading two books that have made me realise that I need to read more. Way more! The first is The Destruction of Black Civilisation and the
Introduction: A Shape Poem I went for a walk today after church. The sun was out and the cold was a bit shy. Then the word 'great' and 'beautiful' came to mind. I immediately take my phone to
Introduction: Tyrants & Dictators. Moulded with the finest of political discord. Forged under the heat of the intensifying commentary. A new generation of leaders, tyrants and
Introduction This is a poem about the future. My future. A future. Are you ready? Don't worry, if you aren't, there's at least a couple of decades before it comes into fruition in its entirety.
🙏🏾 The scale of my ambition. It's getting too large to construct on my own. Like many Africans, I've had enough. News coverage showcasing this region. Does nothing but reinforce the legion