When The Sun Smiled on Fun
written by: Ndaba Sibanda
@loveoclockn
I drifted into childhood memories
I visualised loaves of bread, lorries
of it too. Villagers embraced
it in their way. It paced
into their lives. A holiday.
Christmas Day. What a day.
The beauty of its traditions,
the village ignited into celebrations.
Supersonic radios roared into the night,
the partying pack was my chief delight.
New clothes for kids. Wasn’t that special?
New! Forget about ‘debt’ or ‘commercial’.
Ndaba Sibanda
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. He was nominated for the 2019 Pushcart Prize in Poetry.
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