It’s Another Friday!!

Hello fam. I hope you were able to send some love to a mother yesterday as we celebrated all mothers. Let’s keep appreciating all mothers today with a new episode of the Mwenemugamba Friday Poetry (MFP) Series. If you are joining us for the first time, the MFP series is basically all about giving you Poems from the spoken word album “Wonders Of My Perception” which you can download from the link below: https://legacymusicinc.com/poetry/joseph-daniel-sukali-wonders-of-my-perception-album/

You can also watch the spoken word performance video on YouTube through this link: https://youtu.be/ApfChwwHm9k

Today’s piece is the oldest piece from the album and it was written in 2012 while at Malosa Secondary School. Kelvin Mvula gave this piece it’s tittle:

The Hooligan’s Dark Paradise. Enjoy! Don’t forget to follow me on Facebook, subscribe to my YouTube channel and leave a comment.

The Hooligan’s Dark Paradise

The breeze of dawn kisses his face
As sun rays peep through holes of the roof
The cock’s crow is his alarm
He abandons his bug infested paradise
In the bush behind the Gowero he answers the call of nature
Before you know it he is in the tree that hid him
Devouring Mangoes as tsetse flies sing praises in his face
Another day another trip through hell to paradise

The pigs chant his name in their hunger and anger
They get vimbuza energy to the shine of his yellow teeth
Even pigs can smell the odor of his Sunday only bathed Lord’s temple
Then the blatting begins in the goat house 
As he opens to another barefoot chase 
In his windowed shots, 
His buttocks smile as they wave goodbye in every step
Another day another trip through hell to paradise

The sun is ready to hug the west in its red face
Goat milk and tubers fixed his lunch before he left them 
After mapping his body with water in the name of cleaning 
He leaves for the supposed “yausiku” video show 
14 summers old but his imagination already undresses every woman he cross paths with 
He walks home with his in-between twitching and leaking 
As he enters his Gowero ready to choke his beating heart till it vomits 
The bed bugs smile to the death of the Kolobo’s soul 
Another night in the Hooligan’s dark paradise

Ntho’sPen✍️