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  • A vision of nothing

    By Ross Fleming
    I am oddly contentjust riding round insmall circles vocalisingvague unwords at myselfmy fairy wheels semireliably affixed by mysometimes present fatherand the bullies all offelsewhere
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  • The work series Aesthetics of Security derives from a longer stay in Johannesburg, South Africa. The city has still one of the highest crime
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  • Chicken

    By Karen Jennings
    That was where we saw the chicken being eaten by another. It had been hit by a car, that first one. The second, coming
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  • Cosmo's Return

    By Frank Meintjies
    Cosmo was released from prison after three years. Talent, called such because he was a former soccer player of great renown, met him for
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  • I have discovered I prefer to walk with it tucked safely beneath my descending aorta – to me, it is the last bit of comfort
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  • Escaping the Grid

    By Martin Gantman
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  • Happiness

    By fabio sassi
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  • How Are You Brother? Amen.

    By Mapule Mohulatsi
    How Are You Brother? Amen. It was 4p.m when the yellow van arrived, and I was glad. The Sunday breeze was slightly tinged with
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  • If one were to look

    By Sheikha A.
    If one were to look backon how the present resulted,there would be a track of wheelson the throat of kindness. Forthe lump that shrivelled
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  • The future of Africa does not belong to obsessions with power and sloganeering like “Down with the West, down with the detractors, down with
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  •  “dubula lenja!”splattering all over the lens, SABC news crew left bewildered, his words were so violent that they hurt delivered with such a ferocity
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  • Pepi's Awakening

    By Ahmed Patel
    When Pepi awoke from what she thought was a short nap, she was surprised to see what appeared to be a thick layer of
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  • Peripheral

    By Jo-Ann Bekker
    She pays attention but she doesn’t see. She has an astigmatism her contact lenses don’t correct. She can’t use her camera properly, can’t see
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  • Sawubona

    By Sihle Ntuli
    literally translated to mean ‘i see you’   following with the eye  the stream filling mind with water  with this in mind as a
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  • Soentjie's Song

    By Denise Y. Fielding
    1 The drought was grievous.   It clung to men’s hearts and hung from their faces.   Silence lay heavy.   No chirp of crickets.   No bird
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  • 1 Charity remains the most violent And lasting Form of colonialism.   2 No gift comes without A future request.   3 When people
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  • One – She wore her nakedness too well, it scared me. Two – Her breasts were a monument; a single one covered my universe whole - it
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  • The Art of Aldous

    By Lumumba Mthembu
    Fool? Nutter? Brucker? Thus I have been christened. It will have to do; it might as well have been any other way. However, a
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  • Winner of the Deon Hofmeyr creative writing prize1. If there’s one thing I hate most it’s being interrupted mid-beer. I’m sitting outside at MaBliksem’s
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  • An elaborate classical Roman arch frames Raphael's School of Athens (1509-1510), behind which three more arches advance towards a vanishing point; focusing the viewer's
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  • Watching the Sky

    By Karen Fitzgerald
    Vision is a wide-reaching concept. With this piece, I'm merging the physical/literal idea of vision, (as in seeing) with the idea of en-visioning. Watching
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Friday, 24 February 2017 15:50

It Is Theirs Please Do Not Ruin It Any Further

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The future of Africa does not belong to obsessions with power and sloganeering likeDown with the West, down with the detractors, down with this and that.” Neither does it belong to the worship of lavish lifestyles and BASHES.

When bashes are held amidst a flood of awful unemployment figures and poverty and general suffering of the citizens, then any decent African citizen is bound to feel offended or to raise EYEBROWS.

No amount of sloganeering and posturing and pretense or indeed silencing or
wiping away of dissenting voices
will rescue Africa from the socio-economic woes of the DAY. The young groups are having a lot of unanswered questions: when will African leaders nip corruption in the bud or own up to their failures and follies and prioritise development and PEACE?


The youth want to be the game changers, the masters of their destinies and dreams, the voices of reason-- but are leaders listening to them, giving them SPACE? What if the youth have the gift of sight to see a better Africa, a blessed continent whose time to become the economic and cultural powerhouse of the world is no longer a mere wet, pipe dream- but a reality of TOMORROW?

Are you going to give the youth the opportunity to take part in rebuilding and reinventing Africa so that it does not remain stuck in endless wars or poverty or remain vulnerable and amenable to neocolonialist machinations and INSTITUTIONS?

The youth are saying if it is true that the older we become the wiser we are then why do we still have sixty-something year old, tired, clueless and useless folk masquerading as saviours and youth leaders in some African nations or presidents whose terms EXPIRED?

Their message, their plea, their position is as simple as “nothing is for us without us.” They are saying some African leaders will tell you “we have this and that for the youth and the women” but when one looks at it realistically there is no funding but ABUSE.

It is clear that the future of Africa does not belong to the greedy geriatric dictators or the dinosaurs who no longer fit in with the fast-paced realities of this world but to the youth of substance, vision and courage, so that it moves FORWARD.
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Ndaba Sibanda

Ndaba Sibanda was a 2005 National Arts Merit Awards (NAMA) nominee. He compiled and edited Its Time (2006), and Free Fall which has been accepted for publication in India. The recipient of a Starry Night ART School scholarship in 2015, Sibanda is the author of Love O’clock, The Dead Must Be Sobbing and Football of Fools. He has contributed to more than twenty-five published books.

Mr. Sibanda`s latest book,  Football of Fools can be found here:https://www.amazon.com/dp/9352074521

Website: https://www.amazon.com/dp/9352074521