A blog growing through life.
Where I settle, I occupy, It's the mischief of nature called time, that even though we have a past and a future. We forever, are trapped in a moment. A moment becomes a cycle, a looped song you just can't turn off no more until eventually, you hate it. Then you wake up one day... Continue Reading →
Its often said hunger can cause a revolution, this can be good or bad, depending on which side you pick. MC crafted a projected from a point of extreme third eye open, or as some would call it, woke. For Hiphop heads, to spark a revolution to. I think that hip-hop should be spelled with... Continue Reading →
it had been three weeks since the gang had seen Samm. Having expected someone to check on him, meant they all got busy and forgot. "Samm loves lasagna and yet he isn't here. When last did anyone see him?" Mulenga asked. Stopping to pack lasagna into a small square plastic container. They had all gotten... Continue Reading →
The school stank of death, you could see it in the despaired eyes of the teachers. The monotony in each class sent students with more dread than they were usually accustomed to. Only one class survived the deathly vibes emitted, philosophy. Madame Mizinga strolled round the class full of energy and her unwavering joy. She... Continue Reading →
Six weeks had trickled painfully by as the four friends, with the addition of Mbunji, had searched every piece of paper, journal, and notebook in the entire school. Yet the author of their letter remained a mystery. "Was it a man or woman, Maybe one of their class mates playing a trick, or one of... Continue Reading →
Samm sat at their eating spot, at the end of one of the long dining hall tables, however finding himself alone. He kept checking over his shoulder, hoping to notice either Mulenga or Kezipe. There was a plate and fork stabbing at a piece of bacon left unattended. Which halted Samm from remaining alone longer... Continue Reading →
"Kezipe, you're going to make me late. See you in P.E after break" Mulenga said. Running out their room, book bag clinging on for dear life as it galloped horrendously up her back. Kezipe dreaded Monday morning, walking inside the painted blue walls of biology class, with its skeletons, body parts and guts of strange... Continue Reading →
In a society plastered by social media feeds filled with people living their 'best lives' it's almost taboo to be seen out not living my best life.How do I explain that it's hard somedays to get out of bed? Avoid shouting "leave me alone!" when you ask how I'm doing, Avoiding finding a corner to... Continue Reading →
A Queen covered in Chocolate icing. -Sampa The Great Sampa the Great recently came home to Zambia and if she had not felt the full effects of stardom everywhere she had been to, then returning home to Zambia definitely resembled the return of royalty. At the entrance to her show, local celebrity Abel Chungu stopped... Continue Reading →
Samm paced up and down Mulenga and Kezipe's messed up room trying to connect the dots to Mulenga's story in his head as the two girls began to tidy up before any of the teachers came to check up on her and found such a mess. Samm jumped up and down emphatically like a child... Continue Reading →