IN HER THOUGHTS

She (sister, mother, friend) walked confidentially home; She used the same road she had known for years. Cranberry it was; plastered on a somehow rusty half-fallen metal post.  A few teases from the boys who lodged on the drains as usual. It was the norm. But, this time it was different. She would usually plug-in her earphones to block the predator's remarks. But this time it was different, a dark cloud hovered on her back. A sharp pain suddenly encroached the back of her head With a hurricane-like force, it brought her to her knees.  Her guard was gone, she lied there helplessly in pain As the predator forcefully took what it hadn't sowed. Once again the vultures won. Bloodshed at 6 pm, as her soul left her body. She used the familiar road she knew  She wore clothes below her knees Covered her boobs And didn't accentuate her God-given endowed body But still,  bloodshed at 6 pm. Maybe it's not what she wore...

Daydreams giving exaggerated hopes in life. A tender kiss is just behind closed eyes. Happiness is hidden in the whiff of her scent. A deeper touch felt even with open eyes. Just like the waves of an ocean I drift in and away. My heart drives me in and doubts in my mind chase me back. A story that has a beauty whispered about again and again. Due to the fear of stating things already known. I keep my words to myself. But what if, maybe it doesn't matter. I mean everyone probably wouldn't mind hearing something good from time to time. So I dare to let her know she's beautiful. This morning. And then the next. And the one after that. She smiles. She blushes. I smile and finally breathe again. Do I dare to tell her more? The way she makes me feel. What she sees every day in the mirror Is a dream that sticks my heart inside my throat. I couldn't say the word beautiful enough. I couldn't paint a picture of my soul's vision. I'm si...

They say inner beauty is more attractive because it comes from within. But then why do we find ourselves feeling insecure about our bodies.  Whether it’s due to acne, cellulite, excess weight, not being able to gain weight, accidents, feeling too tall, having a weird smile or being too pale, we all face our own insecurities. We look at our bodies and nit-pick at every little thing that doesn’t seem to measure up to “perfection.” The term simply stems from the word Body image which simply means a person's subjective perceptions of the aesthetics or sexual attractiveness of their own body. It involves how a person sees themselves, compared to the standards that have been set by society. Hence, the issue of body shaming or body dissatisfaction. Body insecurity is a sensitive and controversial topic. It’s either the perpetrator lacks awareness of the damage or has no ounce of remorse or people normalize bullying or victims have double standards on what should be regarded...

📸iamprosperk It’s a force to express out loud and unapologetically The moment of contentment with self Where you say what you feel and think Being comfortable talking bout’ the unthinkable, and the forbidden A canvas of powerful scenic images, constructs of silenced stories and opinions One art at a time building a generation of wild, confident young minds Small steps it may seem but through open-mindedness, stories are molded A map that shows a trail of being comfortable in your own skin A thousand words of discouragement crafted for good, through art Staying true to self, telling your story in your own words, in its rawest form Being heard. Being seen. Being experienced…………… “Having a Voice.” Creative. Unique. Raw. And Loud The lyrics that shouts from the mountain top the ills around us The pictures that capture our deepest darkest moments The canvas that paints nature to remind us how important it is The cocktail of words filled with encourag...

I have heard the tale of colonization over and over again. In different words. Different angles. But just the same storyline from different voices. But yes, they colonized us... what’s next? Yes, the education system is westernized, but what’s next? Yes, they gave us the bible, but are the papa’s and fake prophets spouting today their fault too? Trust me when I did history, I was hot mad that they made our forefather Lobengula believe a whole nation was worth a packet of sugar. Yes, I got mad that they didn't only rule over the land but also programmed how we are ought to think. Okay, now that is over and done with. Does that make me African enough? Ranting is now being equated to your Africanness. But for how long will we sing this song of what they robbed us? How long will we dwell on the past and not see the bigger picture? After all this,  what’s the way forward? By now you should be thinking why she always asks questions? Well, the question should be why shouldn’t she...

Why am I letting myself sink as if I can't see everything around me? Why is the ground just swallowing me up? Did I choose this or I've fallen into another one of misery's traps ? Someone, please tell me why am I blind to myself? I'm staring at the mirror and a stranger is staring back.  I have a name but what's in a name? Is it that I've forgotten who I truly am? What's bringing about this amnesia? Are these too many questions for a man slowly sinking? Are they any answers for one who's lost in himself? I'm knocking on my thoughts and I don't hear anybody home. There's an emptiness that feels like a grave waiting for my soul. How do I teach myself the art of understanding pain? How is it that my wounds are now scars but they still hurt? How is it that I think the world is horrible but I hate myself ? How is it that I don't know why I'm even asking these questions? ...

Why isn’t there training to deal with the work environment? Why isn’t there applauds for new ideas rather than experience? Why does it have to have been done for it to be considered as great or even good, to say the least? Beggars are not choosers, right? Following the wind and the crowd is being rewarded while new ideas are being reprimanded. All we  have become are a bunch of yes men and yes women, no room for expressing your ideas because there is already a written manual of how things go. If you by any chance divert you either incompetent or under-qualified for the job. So basically, if it’s hasn’t been done, haven’t been heard or just simply doesn’t make sense to them based on their experience, it’s not feasible or as plainly put "just not what we are looking for right now." Worse off if you so happen to be younger or not their agemate and present something foreign to their long-standing rehearsed terrain. But just because of those few zeros in your bank accou...