Tick Tock By Yanna Does night follow day or day follow night? Rights can be wrongs when it’s wrong to be right Does the car transport us or do we drive? Time travels yet we strive to be on time We take gems from the Earth and call them “mine” We see lands … Read more
Seeds By Yanna Plant seeds to grow trees Nurtured roots bear fruits Mend stems that need love Nurse wither with gloves Enjoy the Earth’s fruit There’s enough, why loot? Replenish and plant Care in light and dark Steel structures conveyed By rubber tyres Of minds well nourished See how they flourish The future … Read more
Interview with Garry Mapanzure out now! Runabeat Music releases an interview with Zimbabwean Afropop star, Garry Mapanzure, discussing each track from his debut EP, ‘Sushi Season (The First)’, and exploring the inspiration behind it. Sushi Season (The First), released under London-based record label, Runabeat Music, consists of eight professionally delivered tracks that showcase Garry Mapanzure’s … Read more
Humans’ Celebrates International Day for Tolerance “Yaksta’s recent song ‘Humans’ celebrates the important message of International Day of Tolerance #TrendHumans” “Tolerance is respect, acceptance and appreciation of the rich diversity of our world’s cultures, our forms of expression and ways of being human.” UNESCO’s 1995 Declaration of Principles on Tolerance The International Day for Tolerance … Read more
Africa’s Latitude Attitude By Yanna Africa’s latitude attitude, lol! Progression measured from equator out Hatred invaded from the northern pole No care, NO MEMORY for our lost souls I love you, you hate me: The way it goes You hate you, You plot coups: Why do you school? Fight me? Your glory? … Read more
Disappointment By Yanna No purpose but to breathe No protégé’s to lead You so disappoint me Unfed space in your head Today it’s time for bed And tomorrow the same Living the wake-up to sleep game Challenges? None. Time? Spent Purpose? Disappointment! Target? Death bed
Space By Yanna Surely peaceful silence Absolutely no violence Surely they infringed on this right They left late with noise last night Migraine now beats my brain And they plan to return to do the same I need a life, or call it space I’m crowded yet I leave no trace Good times … Read more
