Mbizo Chirasha

Mbizo Chirasha was born in 1978 in Zvishavane District in Zimbabwe, and was inspired by his social surroundings at a young age. As a young man, Mbizo quickly gained prominence as a performing poet and writer both in Zimbabwe and internationally. The themes of his poetry include children’s rights, politics, social lives, gender issues, praise and protest, culture and African pride. Mbizo’s poems can be read in print, but are even more powerful when performed by the dynamic poet himself. With a vision of using his poetry to promote peace, healing, stability, and cultural freedom, Mbizo is a poet with commitment, talent, and a desire to perform whenever and wherever he can.


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	Stinking breath of my pen by Mbizo Chirasha Greasy propaganda apples for peasantsbourgeoisie for sweating corruption omeletvillagers for cassava and diet cokestreets for hip hop and toy guns
	Dawn Rising by Mbizo Chirasha I see many voices rising with the sunsharp spears of the sun ,undulating with coming freedommother was there during liberationi will be there for the other liberation
	Dear Mother by Mbizo Chirasha I am the womb aborted in the Baghdads of grenadesI am a fetus suffocating in the mist of politricksI am the archeology that you can study for your Ph.D.I am the cemetery of unused mindsI am th

	Decades of Bullets by Mbizo Chirasha Ouga dogou, ouga dogouSee a procession of young mothers chattering their wayFrom water fountains in grenade torn sandalsAnd blood laced brasSomalia, Somalia, SomaliaSee them disapp
	Tribute to African Writers by Mbizo Chirasha For I wrote so long a letter to Mayombe and AnowaThat will marry when I wantFor the beautiful ones are not yet bornWhile we wait for the rainIn the coming of the dry seasonBehind the ant
	I am a revolution by Mbizo Chirasha Tongues of their guns kissed the bottoms of our country wallssand of corruption sedimented our banking mallsbishops munching rainbow chicken bones,singing political versesviolence is a black diseaseracism is a white dis
	In Memory of motherhood by Mbizo Chirasha Written 30 April 2010, salutation to all mothers including my own mother who carried this freedom griot for times unforgotten.Pain scribbled signatures in mothers buttocksannouncing the beginning of sunsetsun
	"Haiti my generation" by Mbizo Chirasha Haiti my generationHaiti, Haiti ,HaitiSorrow stole the heart of the landLungs of the east suffocatingSouth heav
	Art In Politics - "Anthem of the Black Poet" by Mbizo Chirasha the succulent breast of Mother Africa ooze with themilk of black renaissancethe rich womb of Africa germinate seeds of blackconsciousness.the black blood bubble with identity of Africa
	"Verbal Bomber" by Mbizo Chirasha My poetry sings of blood rookers sniffing blood in KurdistanMy poetry sings of dagga smokers pulling mosques in KurzstanMy mind is the investigatorMy pen is the prosecutorI am not a lunatic but I am a
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