Wednesday, July 13, 2022

Colour ME Pride



Colour me, a mirror
cause i am a true reflection of the dream,be on top
They wash away my colour with the traditional black and white

Colour me evil , colour me a bad person
Society, colour me in the colour of your blanket 
masking your hypocrisy
Sometimes i am down
My reflection you distorted, in your eyes i am deformed 
But she whispers dont fall into their trap,
To be weighed down by tide 
Colour me pride

Colour me a rainbow 
Colour me the greatest person alive
Its never too late 
Dont give heed to deride
Colour me a brave person
The voice in my head

My life , down the drain 
No sun shine after the rain
in the raging storm, abide 
Melt in colour in their cultural rivers of hate
She whispers ,the voice in my head

Colour me weak ,Colour me evil
I go by different colours 
To them i am not human, i am a bunch of colours
I am a rainbow so colour me pride 

Friday, January 28, 2022

All Girls Aren’t Pink 2

“ITS A GIRL!!” paint the nursery pink, buy only pink clothes. On her first birthday, get her a pink Barbie and dress her in the prettiest pink puffy dress you can afford, like the princess she is. A princess that is raised to be a queen. Taught patriarchal lessons and values embedded in her that will shape her into the “ideal” Queen she is destined to be. A queen who is “perfect” for a king. The cycle continues until the girl is born. She’s a KWEEN; pink isn’t her color; color is nothing but shades; after all, RuPaul said, “...we’re all born naked, and the rest is drag.”She doesn’t care about dolls; she wants cars. She doesn’t need a king when she can build her own kweendom; she’s a kween in her own right. She reigns through the darkest days, ridiculed for refusing to conform to standards set for a princess, social media keyboard warriors trolling her day and night to bring her down to her knees, and persecute her for “sinful” affections. Suffocated by depression and anxiety for gazing and being lost in another queen’s eyes, It’s Thick Here!! It will take time, but soon as all she sees is black in a land of pink, that little girl raised a princess grown to be a king will let it be known that... NOT ALL GIRLS ARE PINK some have absorbed their darkness which has turned them into the force no one can fuck with, into a kween that only loses focus for her Queen...

Friday, November 12, 2021

TransAwarenessWeek


 Alot of people are trapped in their own bodies 

Their souls are in captivity 

They have become prisoners of themselves 

They can't escape the jail because its a life sentence 

Living in fear of their jailers ,'the society'


Some people hate how brave you are to be free and floating spreading your colors all over the sky without any fear of what people will say

You resemble their wildest dreams 

You are walking in their wishes ,thats why they be in their feelings 

When they grow up they want to be you.


For some the hate is just the sand they be throwing in the pit trying to bury the casket of desires they have every-time they see you.

They hate themselves for being who they really are ,when you are around them .


There is a battle everywhere you go 

You fight against yourself

You are in a war with the society 

Your life is a war zone and you are fighting so hard for your sit in this world 

When you burn make sure you illuminate every dark corner so that it will be hard for them not to appreciate you 


Keep fighting for we have lost so many of our brothers and sisters in this war of existence 

Your presence threatens their culture and they are scared of change like its a monster 

The world doesn't change but people do 

Make them know.

You gotta be tough to be who you are when the whole world tells you other wise .


If God didn't approve 

He wouldn't have given us a choice to choose who we want to be 

The only sinners are them not you cause the only rule which binds them all is Love Thy neighbor 

With God nothing is impossible live your life the way you want to be remembered 

And always remember it rains everywhere .

Thursday, November 4, 2021

Dear Homophobes,


Growing up as what would most describe as a tomboy,

neither my childhood friends nor I equated tomboyish girls with sexuality.

To them, it was nothing more than just clothing preference!

See to me, it was a preference and more.

Preference with a concoction of carnal’ feelings for women...

But, how could one have known? When there was brother patriarchy, the greatest narcissists of them all.

Prescribing everyone with a ‘how to live a life’ prescription like they were Dr. Strange,

forgetting life does not revolve around them!

That one day, they could wake up to taking orders from their ‘inferior other,’

that life is too short to spend it all squeezing yourself to fit into some minute box.

That black is not just one color; there are shades to it!

That if one can understand the former, then one can understand the latter,

That sexuality is a spectrum; there are variants to it!

I wish somebody had told me back then to say to the Dr, NO!

Tuesday, August 3, 2021

What do i stand for ?

"Be strong," mother reminds

"You have a whole community looking up to you."

Stand tall so you demand respect

Then, they will listen: give you all the respect 

You are one that none should forget.

You are the revelator the one to bring change."

"Stand strong," father compels,

"So, people can admire you.

Show how unique, how wonderfully made you are.

They will see, and know, if you stand strong."

"Be confident,' my friend cheers me up,

"Don't waver for I may fall.

You are essential, a rock, a shield,

A safe place amidst a storm. For me, stand steady.

For you are a mountain"

What do i stand for ?

I stand tall so I am not swept away. 

I am a voice of the voiceless

I am gonna be strong so I may see the light at end of the tunnel

Every cloud has a silver lining,hold on to me 

I stand with confidence because there is no one to hold me and a whole community looking up to me 

I stand still ,my rainbow flag waving so high that the whole tribe will see i am here

There is chaos before me, destruction behind.

If I stand tall, strong, steady, still, I may,

One day, reach the heavens above me,

There rest awaits the community ,

'Till then I stand.

It’s Thick Here; “All Girls Aren’t Pink” Part 1

 Any place would provide a better life for me as a queer person other than Africa. Zimbabweans are just so judgmental and institutionalized ...