MILIMO CHINIMBWA
NATIONAL SECRETARY, MILIMO CHINIMBWA (MC STATES) MILIMO CHINIMBWA Milimo Chinimbwa is a seasoned Zambian poet, literal activist, arts projects curator, educationalist and broadcaster. He is based in Livingstone city located in the southern province of Zambia. Chinimbwa is the current chairperson of the National Schools Arts Association of Zambia (NASAAZ) in the southern region of Zambia. He is also an affiliate of the National Arts Council of Zambia as he sits on the Provincial Arts Advisory Committee (PAAC) in the southern province.
Chinimbwa has won numerous national awards both in the arts, media and education sector. He has been awarded as best poetry director and script writer among primary schools for many years now. In 2017, he was awarded as the most innovative teacher during the national World Teacher’s Day celebrations by Zambia’s Minister of General Education.
MILIMO CHINIMBWA
El Secretario Nacional, MILIMO chinimbwa (Estados MC) MILIMO CHINIMBWA Milimo Chinimbwa es un experimentado poeta zambiano, activista literal, conservador de proyectos artísticos, educador y locutor. Tiene su sede en la ciudad de Livingstone, situada en la provincia meridional de Zambia. Chinimbwa es el actual Presidente de la Asociación Nacional de Artes de las escuelas de Zambia (NASAAZ) en la región meridional de Zambia. También es afiliado del Consejo Nacional de las artes de Zambia mientras se encuentra en el Comité Consultivo Provincial de las Artes (PAAC) en la provincia meridional.
Chinimbwa ha ganado numerosos premios nacionales tanto en el sector de las artes, los medios de comunicación y la educación. Ha sido galardonado como mejor director de poesía y guionista entre las escuelas primarias desde hace muchos años. En 2017, fue galardonado como el maestro más innovador durante las celebraciones nacionales del día mundial del maestro por el Ministro de educación general de Zambia.
LIFE URINATES
Life hits a snag with doldrums of distress
Stinking sweat dropping down the sledge
Pulling woes of dead mongers like a slave
Slaves in pure slavery like that of old
Innocent souls battered by demigods
Unleashing deadly slaps with a huge slap
Life drops dead down the debris
Stubborn on-slots slotted in a series
Miserable moments unleashed from a cage
Dreaded times of misfortune come off age
Spitting unwarranted scenes of bitter rage
Battered like a battered mastered seed
Crowded ugly scenes like a blossoming seed
Sending signals of an evil dreaded moment
Locked in a deadly cage of heavy torment
Life spits dead blood that stinks
Life urinates
RAIN DROPS
Wet and cold we are
We live on a thread buried in misery
Like a child in a jungle full of predators
Or poor people hiding from their creditors
Rain drops down dangerously
Dangerous as broken bottles buried in sand
Even strong pillars cannot stand
We can’t stand straight for our stance bend
Weak and weary is the stance of our stand
Our future is under threat again
Again and again we stand for no gain
The only gain we know is that of pain
Rain drops down dangerously
Woe unto you blood suckers
A dark cloud forming over your heads
Dark cloud on dark bloody rainy day
Rain drops with it comes life
Sweeping the sorrows and worries of our souls
Wiping the tears in our eyes and misery on faces
The river of living water walks again
Rain drops
PAIN WITHIN
Hope fades and faith dies
Vision blurred and dreams shuttered
Focus lost and plans fail
Divinity snubbed and immorality praised
Wisdom dwindles and thoughts diminish
Rewards of deadly devilish demons
Pain within
Heart burns and mind blows
Pride prevails and punishment awaits
Storms rise and fights grow
Braveness broken and cowardice broadened
Passion killed and patience gone
Rewards of deadly devilish demons
Pain within
Determination dead and destruction affirmed
Voices blocked and value varnished
Flowers wither and life flops
War declared and devils win
Pain within