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Jul 2019
silver and gold could allow you to paste a plastic smile ,                                                                                                            authentic company speaks a spring of joy into existence,                                                                                                         silence speaks and reminds us of the essence of company ,                                                                                                       those who pursue money have no peace because peace never had a price tag words of advice offer tunnel vision but mock he who turns a blind eye to them ,                                                                                                            to see love in people is to see light,                                                                                                              to see hate in them is to reflect the murky thoughts you harbor  ,                                                                                                    patience speeds us up to our destiny but impatience drags us into detoured conundrums ,                                                                                               a soul without belief is an elephant without a trunk,                                                                                                              it cannot smell where the next waterhole is and it dries up and ****** like dry thorns ,                                                                                                             a stubborn child twists the guts of the mother but a good child attracts favor ,                                                                                                              the voter’s voice is silenced the moment they cast their vote into the ballot ,                                                                                                          the ballot speaks after and its bitterness or sweetness is felt by he who dumped their opinion into it ,                                                                                                     struggle done by a mass benefits a minority ,                                                                                                      majority movements often endorsed have blurred conceptions of the truth ,because propaganda is sweet to the ear but poisonous to the mind ,                                                                                                words end wars but swords prolong it ,                                                                                                             the summit of surrender comes from desperation but it silences arrogance, unsettled debts are like slave masters wrestling the conscience chaining liberty , most generous people are drenched in abundance but with raging consciences which rest when tranquilized by charity,                                                                                                                                                                         a lack of meditation causes mental congestion constant meditation may cause mild vexation ,                                                                                                                      knowledge is a light and its usefulness depends on its availability and its quality ,                                                                        a deficiency strains the eyes and prompts ignorance and baseless intuition ,                                                youths are victims of media and untamed indolent tendencies ,                                their future is riddled with dependence but the elders are content with sentencing the future to a cruel slow death ,                                                                                                                                                                                                     this fast age slowly drowns awareness ,                                                                    the influx of irresponsibility has shunned prioritizing ,                                            our native culture is a spare wheel in the car produced by adopted traditions we borrowed , we expose our teeth in approval of cultural adultery ,                             and yet we are somber about patriarchs who embrace infidelity ,                                         the weak frequency of morality strengthened the waves of crime ,                              even the ink is horrified to narrate the barbarism it is assigned to narrate on paper , religion finally wore an invisibility cloak ,                                                                                                                                                                                   all we see now is money parading in its disguise ,                                                     cross is commerce bible is authoritative text for seasoned heresies ,                     prostitutes solicit their services at cheaper rate than those in the house of prayer , dens of robbers blooming with ephemeral petals which shall wither,                                                                                                                                                                             surrendering security to the state is a sacrifice of liberty and freedom after speech ,Marxism wears robes of communism and moves its hand while taunting us  for being foolish to think that it passed on ,                                                                  vision is more important than sight ,                                                                                         it is requires sight to realize all this ,                                                                             it is vision that prompts a decision to act on what u have seen
Written by
Stephen Junior Alumenda  22/M/Zimbabwe, Gweru
(22/M/Zimbabwe, Gweru)   
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