Poems by Ndaba Sibanda
Not In Recorded History
Deadly droughts drained
And bubbled because of
A ferocious flash of furore
Let loose were temperatures
That made the world fierier
Than at any time in noted history
Seas acidifying, species on the brink
Of death, the earth barked a bitter welcome
To an unwelcoming upheaval of heat and hell
Who Is A Boy?
you had better decoy
a boy, I see a misnomer
in all this: stated a man
they sought to interview
for the position of office boy,
however, he reminded the caller
that indeed he had applied for a job
as a 45 year-old man, not as a little boy!
When I Was A Prevented Predator
A body divided into two distinct parts,
The collum, right behind the head, it sits;
The head houses the eyes, antennae and mouthparts,
The first part is the first body ring in a body with lots of rings,
The second part, the trunk, consists of several body rings;
I spotted her wriggling around with her four body rings,
The male had deposited a sperm packet on the ground,
The female millipede just picked it up and said: what a find!
I moved closer, she veiled a chemical that made me unsound!