My Sangoma (ancestral healer) inspired poem that I wrote entitled, "Asimbonaga" Zulu meaning, "One who has yet to be seen!" I made it through to the Live X-factior Audition 2012 with this poem I wrote alongside, my poetry performance act as Zulu Warrior Poet. Inspired by the Great Zulu Chieftain & Zulu warrior, Shaka Zulu.

I am here to inspire you
to realise & believe
in your dreams
and to share with you
My African Dream
by Donna Africa
YEB0-A-GO-GO!


"Asimbonanga"
"One who has yet to be seen!"
Written & © Copyright Donna Africa 2010

So off I ventured
on my journey
six years ago
to a land anew
with great hope
and belief
in my heart
to realise,
create
and make true
my African Dreams

Asimbonanga
Hey you
Hey wena
Hail to one who
has yet to be seen!

Crossing colossal
deep blue
& stormy seas
to a Great &
United Kingdom
so afar
& verdant green
to a land that
I had never seen

leaving my homelands
Zimbabwe & Africa
so far behind me
to pursue
and realise,
my frustrated
pent-up
African dreams

that had for so long
laid dormant
caged and
embedded
deep down
inside of me
longing to be
liberated
heard
and finally
set free!

Asimbonanga
Hey you
Hey wena
Hail to one who
has yet to be seen!

I don’t feel so alone
but proud & bold
as I share my
Zulu Warrior Dance
here today
before you
with the spirit
and heart of
The Great Zulu

Warrior King
Shaka Zulu
who bestows
and shares
his bravado
and bravery
with me

Asimbonanga
Hey you
Hey wena
Hail to one who
has yet to be seen!

Dressed as his
loyal Impi warrior
with bare feet
& trusty assegai
I feel the presence of
Shaka Zulu
King and Almighty
Leader near

Chieftain King Shaka Zulu
to whom I emulate
and pay homage
for giving me
great courage
and who inspires me
to share
my African dream
and vision
with the young
and the old
to make their future
bright and clear

Asimbonanga
Hey you
Hey wena
Hail to one who
has yet to be seen!

As I truly believe
and advocate
that it is never to late
and you are never too old
to realise and
conquer your dreams

Hey you
Hey wena
Hail to One
who has never given up
on her dreams!

Yebo-a-go-go!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v0kp8EbXxok&feature=share&list=UUcdxgXcZYgL87h153D"Tdi6A
My Poetry Performance Act  "Asimbonanga" performed live on stage in "The Miss Zimbabwe"in London  on my YOUTUBE Channel

"Time for change!"
Written & copyright
by Donna Africa, 26th April 2013

Time to change,

Time to bend,

Time to mend,

No longer content

to sit and watch

on the proverbial fence

as time and injustices

passes me by

but to have my say!



Time I spent here & there

Time I spent that I shared

Time of discontent,

discord

and great despair

as I look around me

I witness, see and

hear everywhere

and no-one seems to care!

Time for change!





With Luv, Light and Liberty
Donna Africa
"Queen of Dreams"
www.donnaafrica.co.uk

"WHY OH WHY!"

Written & © CopyrightDonna Africa 2012

 Dedicated to all frustrated Artists & Dreamers out there!

Insight: I am Donna Africa an unemployed, frustrated creative artist. Who continues to soldier, struggle and pioneer on in realising my dreams of yesteryear!
 

Why oh Why

to be given

such a passionate

ravenous &

roaring heart,

if not to give love

and to be loved

I ask why?

 

Why oh Why

to be given

luscious red lips

if not to smooch & kiss,

as this is my desire & wish,

to be tenderly kissed

I ask why?

 

Why oh why

to be given

loving open arms

if not to embrace

cocoon & caress

to hold tightly

as never to let go

united & whole as one

I ask why?

 

Why oh Why

to be given

deep blue eyes

if not to see the truth

transparency

to weep & cry

for all humankind

without asking why?

 

Why oh Why

to be given

ears if not to listen

intensely to a whisper

and also to be heard

above the cacophony

madness and noise

that plagues and rules

the earth today

I ask why?

 

Why oh why

to be given hands

if not to give a hand up

and not a hand out

to raise, lift and ascend

our fellow man

soul and spirit

to the very top

I ask why?

 

Why oh why

to be given a voice

if silenced & muted

unable to have your

human rights or say

as told to behave

without just cause

rhyme or reason

I ask why?

 

Why oh why

to be given six senses

a gift from our ancestors

and from above

if not to exert

and employ them all

to see, feel and heal

I ask why?

 

Why oh why

to be given

a pair of legs

if not to stride

walk tall with pride

to try & get ahead

I ask why?

 

Why oh why

to be given a dream

to a dreamer like me

who ardently believes

and perceives all her dreams

to become a reality

as driven & inspired

is buried deep down

in her very soul

if not to be able

to achieve and to make true

I let out an exasperated

frustrated sigh

and have to ask myself

why oh why?

 

With Luv, Light and Liberty,

“The Queen of Dreams”

DonnaAfrica xx

www.donnaafrica.co.uk

Written & © Copyright Donna Africa 2010

In loving memory & remembrance of my late Mum, Joan Crawford & my late sweet soul sister Krista Mary Thompson.

Give me a New Heart
I plead with you!
As this old heart
so battered, tired and used
can no longer take or sustain
all this excruciating pangs of pain
you have subjected it to!

Give me a New Heart
I beg of you, please
So I can no longer feel
this ravenous, aching hunger and need
embedded deep down inside of me
but now just an empty shell
where my heart used to dwell!

Give me a New Heart
as I desperately need
one that does not shed
a tear, bleed or grieve
since losing you and
knowing that our great love
between you and me
was just a fantasy
and never really meant to be!

Give me a New Heart
I implore you
One that has a passive
sedated, sluggish heart beat
as this roaring, raging
restless & racing heart beat
keeps missing a beat
whenever I think of you!

Give me a New Heart
I beseech you
A heart made of black marble
A shield so apathetic and unyielding,
unbreakable and impenetrable
to shatter or break in two
at the mere thought of you
with someone new!