My ( heart brother)

My trustiest thoughts are found in the parts of my mind i dare to, but i am not scared to explore
My true beauty is held by the callus’s of my soul from a life lived hard.. no regrets .. so we think?
My originality is found in the things i am still discovering and shocked about myself
My truest pain is a secret only god knows .. as it should be?




My revelation is when i want to fly but i am not sure which is Broken my wings, my heart or my mind but somehow i am in the sky . Then I realise he is holding me up again hahah (father)
My fullness is when there is nothing left , and this state of being doesn’t cause me fear.
My truest source of pride is my mother smile my families touch.

My greatest challenge.. is simple obedience when god speaks and tells me to move .
My truest movement has always being in my first step and my last breathe..
My truest sin is the same as my strength.. Lack of and the presence of faith ...
My greatest annoyance is this thing called courage.. And what it demands of me
My truest desire ummmm ? Is to learn how to love ...(i am serious)
My heart .. Can only be given to those who can accept without understanding
My truest need for rehab is silly accepting that i am not in control.. And staying in that mind state..
My truest dream is to one day be good father ..... that’s all everything else seems obscure ...
That’s me and my .. so what about you ....

Dedicated to those who take time to learn about themselves


Gerald Tapfuma Munengami aka “child”

This part of me

I have bumped into this part of me again , which I felt was dormant or dead...
This part of me seeks perfection and peace knowing i will never see nor achieve them in this world
This part of me wants to rise to great heights knowing we could fall, because we have done so before .
I want to lay down and rest but it insist on getting up and trying again
(madness i tell you haha )
Although inside we are more than one .....in this world this part of me makes me walk alone ..
This part of me dates me in silence ,the absence of people ..yet the presence of god..
Where my souls speaks to my mind, and the mind is true to the heart
I am yet to decide whether I like it or hate, but it is a part of me ... unfortunately it hurts

We sit in silence, and converse with no words
We laugh with no breathe, and shine with alight not of our own
You remind me of words , the world has forgotten
Honour courage selflessness ... umm (moment of thought) the list goes on
The forgotten words make me smile because of who they are, and the surge of pain
Deep in the soul .. to see them hanging lost in time like strange fruit
The shadow pawn that painted the crow black
The storm that raged (laugh of madness) and they didn’t see a drop
The softest place on earth for me to exist , the complexity of god because you are a rock
In stagnant motion we walk on in un cried tears , and time becomes our currency

We play chess as we debate the purpose of tears
They seem to be a waste of time .. but they tend to cleanse the soul over the years
The wars are personal ones ...victories loses, the wars that go on unnoticed in between my ears
Inspiration sits and ponders on my forehead contemplating the write moment
Fear waits for soul to look away so it can creep closer to my heart
Courage faith and indecision locked in immortal combat
My soul looks at its twin which would be my infinite ... ... communion
They laugh with no breath .. they cry with tears .. and they live with all life .. this part of me
Turns around to walk away ... strange because you know we will always be one