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“I’m black
that’s what runs deep inside my soul. I’m Nile
that what makes me perennial I’m Okavango
that’s what makes me mysterious I’m the lake Tanganyika
thus what bellows deep inside
I’m black,I’m deep jet
I’m Chinhoyi thus what makes me constant I’m Kalahari thus what makes me amazing I’m black as an onyx
I’m coal
that’s what makes me thermal”
― Tapiwanaishe Pamacheche

“Are we above or is just another story?
Is it human nature?
Is it just a norm?
Is it segregation causing these deadly wars?
Is poverty leading us to the stagnant sea of prostitution?
Is the pauperism playing a role in tarnishing our image?
Is paucity injecting a lethal poison in our morals? Is penury eating civilization and destroying families?
Is the prison meant for classes in the society?
Is bribery a new Godly law?
Are drugs manufactured for us to numb the pain? Are we scared of reality?
Is it true that fathers are disappearing in the society podium?
Is it true that the lack of manhood is the root of all question marks?
Is it true that the adequate fathers in the society are destroying the sanity of children?
Is it true that our uncontrollable passions are born because we lack a muse”
― Tapiwanaishe Pamacheche

“I’m living according to the law of hand outs, I’m living under the law of charity,
I’m living under the law of being used.”
― Tapiwanaishe Pamacheche