Mairo-the-Poet

Mairo-the-Poet

Born and bred in Zimbabwe. Currently living and working in South Africa. A primary school teacher by profession but a Performance Poet by design. My father was a wood-carver, so I fancy myself a word-carver. To me poetry is life, therefore the purpose of art is to comment on the human condition.
  • Joined: December 16, 2020
  • Articles: 15
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Which Way My Africa?

By Mairo1: Which way my people? Which way my Africa? What song shall I sing What dance shall I dance When I hear the thunder of the African drum? But the celebration drums have grown silent The voices of the…

Welcome to South Africa

By Mairo1: The sun Smiles upon the brow of the beautiful Cape. God loves them all, in the multi-colored tango of their shades of skin Where accents exotic mingle and tingle the clicks of indigenous South African! Welcome to the…

Born of a Woman

By Mairo1: I was born of a woman Bred and suckled by a woman This is my song for women A song of deliverance Women of every race, Women of every kind This is your time to shine Shine for…

The Poet Among the Rooks

By Mairo1: Tonight the Knights sleep Tomorrow we witness the plunder As the faint-hearted weep The bloodless battle, the mayhem, the thunder. The sly cynical Pawns unflinching in bravery Encroach into uncertain enemy territory. Hear the silent tenacious hoorays As…