EXPLOSIONS
A Poem by Katai Lutanda Mutale
One empty morning, I decided to take an ebony brew of Nescafé
And suddenly, my mind became alive
I felt my brain paint canvases of visions I saw myself in.
I felt like Mozart, composing strange melodies that generations will
dance to.
I felt like Shakespeare, where my pen was mightier than a sword
Able to pierce hearts in one sentence.
It felt like I had a Creativity Rebirth
All of a sudden my dry bones of dead imagination
Had a new breath of life in them
Like a buried treasure chest deep in my soul was discovered in a split second
I grabbed my black pen and began to write down my thoughts
Into hopefully timeless poetry
I felt the constraints of fear
Holding back my unusual creativity shatter like rusty chains
The true me burst forth and turned my universe from grayscale to HD.
Like a snake shedding its skin
I felt proud to show my new scales of imagination
Who knew that I never sipped on a strong brew of Nescafé
I simply woke up one morning and decided to be me.
“ Writing is a method of communicating strong opinions and it in itself is an art form. It gives people a scope of your mind and evokes them to think, empathise and wonder.”
Born and raised in Lusaka, Zambia, Katai joined ALA in September 2017. Email her at katai.mutale@gmail.com.
