by Ilutwa Makena
Born with his left hand gripped on his right wrist
A mystical pointer to a successful future
Lubosi lwa Mawaniketwa Nakandambo Read more-html Read more-pdf
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by Ilutwa Makena
Born with his left hand gripped on his right wrist
A mystical pointer to a successful future
Lubosi lwa Mawaniketwa Nakandambo Read more-html Read more-pdf
by Ilutwa Makena
Verily, Verily, we say to you occupier
The Barotse freedom train trundles
Onwards and gaining momentum Read more-html Read more-pdf
by Sitwala Imenda
When dawn’s come
And Barotseland is born
Born from the blood of those who paid the ultimate price Read more-html Read more-pdf