Best Zulu Poems

Do you sometimes see a Zulu Warrior
Staring back from the mirror in the morning!
A nasty fierce looking bad tempered dude
Obscenities flying out without warning

Crabbing bout having to make a living
But enjoying all the many accoutrements
If it wasn't that, it'd be something else
People just love to...

Continue reading...

The words of the Zulu coconut,
a once coveted souvenir
from an indulgent visit
to festive Mardi Gras.
As our hero speaks
two mice nibble
unobserved
at his
coat. 

"Beads
were slung;
doubloons cast.
Grasping tourists
seized the trifling throws.
Floats advanced in the queue
krewes tossed their tokens wildly.
Prize gifts are meant to be given.
So I, Zulu, went...

Continue reading...

Vula Amehlo (open your eyes)

"Vula Amehlo"is Zulu for "open your eyes"

Vula amehlo
sisters and brothers
though eyes aren’t needed to behold
the flowing tears of those of us, left out in the cold

vula amehlo
sisters and brothers
the time to turn your back is long gone
no time now to pander...

Continue reading...

To me you are the
Sea life after you dance when
Can I marry you...

Continue reading...

There once was a tiger at the zoo.
His eyes followed visitors like glue.
Teeth sparkled bright white.
Chops licked at their sight.
He wanted Zulu on his menu.

© January 17, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen...

Continue reading...

Chaka Zulu 

Dlungwana son of Ndaba!
the greatest warrior of all times
conceived out of wedlock by his mother Nandi and his father
voracious one of Senzangakhona
son of Nandi kaBebe, the daughter of a Langeni chief
born in Langeni territory at the Nguga homestead 
bayete inkosi

The scorpion of Phunga...

Continue reading...

Still wondering
trying to understand my title?
well that just a name of my QUEEN,
that is my sister.

Hlengiwe the lady who raised me and my subligs,
in times of deaath, sorrow and weakenesses,
In times of hunger , poorer and anger,
She always hold our hands and say,
"together we can...

Continue reading...

THE ZULU CRIER

Where thou thee
Sons of Afrika
There over the edge is a halo
It's coming to crown the world

He who stands wear it first
So rise up my people, my children
For we had long remain knelt to the giant
That charmeleon, Ananse of our indiference

End him now with...

Continue reading...

(The Battle for Orgreave Pit)

Cries of Zulu as miners rushed the barricades
Truncheons banging against riot shields
A nation at war with itself
Men of South Yorkshire,
United in the right to defend their pit

Maggie’s the Caesar of capitalism
Her legionnaires bought with 30 pieces of silver
Brought from the four...

Continue reading...

Do you sometimes see a Zulu Warrior
Staring back from the mirror in the morning!
A nasty fierce looking bad-tempered dude
Obscenities flying out without warning

Crabbing bout having to make a living
But enjoying all the many accouterments
If it wasn't for that, it'd be something else
People just love to...

Continue reading...

When you first hear those fateful words
It hits you like a thunderbolt
Although totally expected
The blood still drains from your face
You sit, disbelieving, shocked, numb
Not quite able to take it in
You ask the usual questions
How long have I got, will it hurt
Is there nothing that can...

Continue reading...

Has God accepted
your burning
white flesh
yet?

As the blood seeps into the ground
nourishing the land 
that was advanced by civilization.

The raped White carcasses
of White farmers
residents
and their ancestors 
made them equal:

To the Black death of the dark continent.

Civilizations' fall 
despite the gospel given --
that said love your enemy.

The...

Continue reading...

Under a thatch of welded grasses
Beneath the sentry trees and singing birds
A seven decade muse sits on a naked earth
Drunk by the tunes of choir birds
Creativity invades her weary veins
As she strokes the grassy strips
Expertise emits from her ridged visage
Her keen eyes chant the incantation...

Continue reading...

With unsettled heart,
I say this,
Though,I hope to be brisk
In this rage
And more...
I wish I relinquish
The flow of terrific vengeance
Going here and there
Moving like blood
Down those streams,
Thus exciting so much,
So much negative energy
That my veins feel ablaze
Uncle zulu!
Thank the gods for these tenets
That keeps you awake
And...

Continue reading...

I am....
An Ashanti warrior A Bantu dancer 
I am a Yoruba royal clothed in my Asooke 
Dancing Adowa and kpalogo to tunes from wulomei and masekela  

I am proud Masai 
Standing around manyattas, 
Jumping to melodies from the olaranyani
Eunoto is here and today I...

Continue reading...