Black Lives Matter Poetry by Ndaba Sibanda

These next poems are written by Ndaba Sibanda on the topic of Black Lives Matter. Come show your support by reading and absorbing his words.


From Scars To Stars

There has to be development

You owe it to posterity

To strive for your betterment

There has to be prosperity

Didn`t the parents bear the brunt

Of cultural and social and economic

Scars of history in a sublime fashion?

There has to be development

You owe it to posterity

To strive for your betterment

There has to be prosperity


How They Received Him 

He was moving from door

to door asking citizens 

to give him a big vote 

so that he could become 

their next prime minister 

They chuckled and looked

at him as if they thought:

here`s a man on a mission

to count the number of hairs 

on our bodies in a split second!


From Hogwash To Mouthwash 

she was a lady who shared a great fellowship

that nurtured her as an activist and an educationist 

at first she embodied  a spirit of softness and politeness

later her activism  epitomised an ethos  of civil disobedience 

she delivered speeches that eulogised woman freedom stalwarts   

like Queen Anna Nzinga of Ndongo, Winnie Mandela and Rosa Parks

is Rosa Parks not a heroine because she was tired of giving in?

she would ask rhetorically  about  the modern-day civil rightist     

even days after the broadcast, she couldn`t swallow it—

the bitterness of the verdicts, of the votes, of the statistics

the praise-singers and the public media  fell over themselves

in a bid to sanitise and sugarcoat what was nasty and trashy 

every day she yelled out names , words: boobs, badass, Bobs—

legacy, cancer, cholera, cruelty, crippling chaos, social chasm, curse!!

there was a huge group of citizens who dreamt and drowned in docility 

they blamed everything on fate as they put up with the economic crap 

I heard people plead with her, confessing they too were tired of the nonsense  

she told them: shift from that kind of shit to grit, from hogwash to mouthwash     


Dealing With Attitudes 

A court judge made

the following remarks:

a privileged people should

have a duty and a conscience 

that says we cannot be 

the immortal beneficiaries 

of the imbalances of the past

because we are living in the present

with its demands for equity and equability      


Scandalous Allegations 

I don’t believe these lies

that our black bees

don’t have knees!

I guess these shameful lies

are intended to squeeze

us into a smelly  sleaze!   


Author:

A 2019 Pushcart Prize nominee, Ndaba’s poems have been widely anthologised. Sibanda is the author of The Gushungo Way, Sleeping Rivers, Love O’clock, The Dead Must Be Sobbing, Football of Fools, Cutting-edge Cache: Unsympathetic Untruth, Of the Saliva and the Tongue, When Inspiration Sings In Silence and Poetry Pharmacy. His work is featured in The Anthology House, in The New Shoots Anthology, and in The Van Gogh Anthology, and A Worldwide Anthology of One Hundred Poetic Intersections. Some of Ndaba’s works are found or forthcoming in Page & Spine, Peeking Cat, Piker Press, SCARLET LEAF REVIEW, Universidad Complutense de Madrid, the Pangolin Review, Kalahari Review, Botsotso, The Ofi Press Magazine, Hawaii Pacific Review, Deltona Howl, The song is, Indian Review, Eunoia Review, JONAH magazine, Saraba Magazine, Poetry Potion, Saraba Magazine, The Borfski Press, Snippets, East Coast Literary Review, Random Poem Tree, festival-of-language and Whispering Prairie Press.
Sibanda’s forthcoming book Notes, Themes, Things And Other Things: Confronting Controversies,Contradictions And Indoctrinations was considered for The 2019 Restless Book Prize for New Immigrant Writing in Nonfiction. Ndaba’s other forthcoming book Cabinet Meetings: Of Big And Small Preys was considered for The Graywolf Press Africa Prize 2018.
Sibanda’s other forthcoming books include Timbomb, Dear Dawn And Daylight, Sometimes Seasons Come With Unseasonal Harvests, A Different Ballgame and The Way Forward.

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Black Lives Matter – Poem by Bethel Abiy

Bethel Abiy sent me this heartfelt poem and asked it to be shared with all of you during this time. Let us take a moment to hear her voice.


BLACK LIVES MATTER

Being black is not an option but being racist is

Life is not a joke it’s more than just a heartbeat

Attacking your brother won’t make you any stronger

Crying for your loved ones wont heal your heart faster

Keeping track of the lose of black people through social media is hard but off screen is harder

Love each and every moment of your life cause you might be the next one to die

I thought we get stronger everyday but you are the reason why we are all living in pain

Victim number one is you but somehow you are invisible

Earth is shaking not because it’s weak but because you are destroying its strong armies

Stop taking false action because you are causing a huge distraction

Monday to Sunday are the only days I fear and that is because you are so near

As people call you for help you only arrive to kill lives

Time keeps passing by and as that happens racism should have died

Truth doesn’t exist as each and every crime is fixed with different lies

End doesn’t seem to be near cause you keep fueling it as it dims, but

Remember Black Lives Matter


Author:

  Bethel Abiy, born on April 12, 2003, is a young poet. She is a very creative and open-minded artist. She was born and raised in Ethiopia. By her mother Miss Hana and father Mr. Abiy. She is the author of Freedom which was released on February 25.

Pausing For Solidarity – #blacklivesmatter

Dear Ponderbots,

I took a lot of time thinking things over today, and have decided to put a pause on this new series, One-Liners Abound. I thought it might be good to keep going to try and keep spirits up, but it just didn’t feel right given the circumstances. In solidarity of the black community, I will be pausing this weeks with the series and will restart next week.

May we learn to love better, listen more intently, and stop systemic racism.

Thank you all, and stay safe!

-Mia Savant