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FREDDY
MACHA Originally trained as a joumalist, he worked for eight years as a reporter and columnist with the two Tanzanian Swahili&emdash;English newspapers. His Cultural Images weekly column in the Sunday News had a big impact on the cultural youth consciousness in Tanzania, creating controversy and discussion. Some of his poems
won a BBC Poetry Prize and published in the Heinemann
anthology SUMMER FIRES, London 1983, he was also a runner-up
in the Commonwealth short story competition in 1996. He also
self-published a collection of poems PAPIERKRIEG,
(German/English) with Multi-printer Cologne, Germany 1986.
He has done freelance work for the BBC Swahili Service in
Brazil as well as workshops, performances and festivals,
radio and TV all over Europe and south America. His new
record KITOKO (Misic, Prosee, Poetry) was recorded in Rio de
Janiero, Brazil and Quebec, Canada. |
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Poems in this collection: |
EACH
MORNING
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EACH MORNING Each Morning When I wake up I don't remember what I dreamt Last night But whenever I go to bed I remember all the lies & T ruths 12th OF NOVEMBER When Mr and Mrs. God made the world they both knew: Houses would glow, Flowers shine, Cars screech scratch with Laughter Mrs. Goddess was the Ultimate Princess Just like the Kings and Queens who rule Earth's Kingdoms with so much evil Today Forgetting the past, working for the Future that seems Bleak Like Star Trek video games Distorted, Dignified, but, Worried. Cockroaches used to live in Palaces with Mosquitoes as their efficient Servants. Then came Adam-Eve & their Gang they invented: Conquer, Plunder, Investment with Multi-Pesticides Pollution... Everybody Fled! Elephants, Snakes, Lions, Ruled the jungles The Fish decided waters should be best hiding. Everybody started killing Everyone. Multi-Pesticides, Bullets: Survival of the fittest. Mmmh... Today. Ladies walk Tall (Feeling low) Men's eyes hide in fears, guns & beers The drunk, drugged, stoned shout their myths of a Lost . . .Erection. Parents sleep in separate bedrooms. Kids learned to Die of Loneliness, Restlessness, Confusion very early on Loving Hip-hop, Ecstasy becoming Masters of Spiritual Emptiness (The Law of the Jungle that God Knows So Well) Christmas Comes. Families Eat, Belch, Embrace But soon running back to Snow, Jobs & Taxes. Extremists, meantime, blow Bombs: Create Fear Talking of the End of the World. They love to Terrorise those with a Weak Will Power. You are never sure when is your next meal! You are never sure How Long You wil Live! Floods! Hurricanes! Famines! Eathquakes! Wars! AIDS! Ozone Fear! SPIRITUAL HUNGER.... God! Goddess! God! Don't just sit there! You made this movie, please Sir! Heal your House! Recreate Us! Bandages are Needed... Mrs. Goddess Give Peace Makers and Lovers More Power! Lets Dance the Choreography of Optimism... God, do something your Highness! Allah Waakbar...Allah.
12 November, 1994 Aylmer, Quebec
MAMA NYONYO Mama Nyonyo Kazaa Mtoto 'taka mnyonyesha Maziwa hayatoki 'Kenda kwa Mganga Mganga hayupo Kenda kuzika Mwanae kafa; Kafa kwa njaa njaa, njaa, njaa... Mama Nyonyo has a new born baby Wanted to breastfeed; Bul the milk wont flow And decided to go to the Doctor Who isn't there He went to bury His son Who died of Hunger, Hunger Hunger
Am Rheinbrauhaus, Porz, Cologne 1985 Freddy Macha