#Celebrating700+ Facebook page followers. Reminiscence of the village boy. I used to look after my father's cattle with a bully called Fombotyo; that guy had serious issues I tell you. He never laid his hand on me for fear of my mother; vaisimudza munhu. The other young boys though were not spared his sick pranks. … Continue reading Remniscince of the village boy
My lips speak only the name of Jesus, My life is embedded in thy Name, Speak only of his magnificent name, Praise him O my heart! That day when I was stumbling Your amazing angels guided my feet. Weariness is a thing of the past, I have cast all my burdens on your shoulders, I … Continue reading My thirst quencher
I took the guitar The cat looked at me Ears standing up in anticipation The guitar was at home in my long arms The cat encouraged me with her grey eyes Urging me own with her innocent face Did not worst more time Set on a stool Balanced the guitar like a pro Had to … Continue reading Meowed out of tune…
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