Air so heavy, almost unbreathable The heat from a single light bulb seems to swell the brain Paranoia Repressed, Revisited!! My accusers take new form Pledging with the bricks, who have taken more ground with each glance They have found me again Resting on a new leaf unrattled and not without scars
They wanted to know, I have nothing to say.
Light in my face, thorns in my nails, still, I have nothing to say.
Interrogation.
No questions if there is not an answer.
Do it again.
Great
Georg
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
Still Living on my Feet is the follow up to Tichaona Chinyelu’s first book, In the Whirlwind, which was rooted in a sense of hard-hitting revolutionary black love. However, in this sophomore effort, Tichaona brings the revolutionary essence from deep
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Light in my face, thorns in my nails, still, I have nothing to say.
Interrogation.
No questions if there is not an answer.
Do it again.
Great
Georg