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#ThursPoetry is back this week, in partnership with our friends at Gourd of Consciousness, for brand new Zimbabwean original poems.
Chioneso Rutsito is a sensational, vocalist, composer, instrumentalist sound engineer and a theatre practitioner as well as women’s rights activist.
She burst out with a memorable hit tittled “Eddimore”in 2016 and has since released more singles including “Kamini”,”No PlanB and “Zodzo”.
Her poetry pieces have been featured in The Standard paper’s “Gourd of Consciousness Poetry Column”.
Chioneso mostly writes from a women’s point of view, especially the effects of abuse, poverty and identity crisis that affects women. She is a great spoken word artist and a conversationalist full of confidence and excitement.
Chioneso is the National Chairperson of the United Women in Music Zimbabwe. A member of the Women’s Coalition of Zimbabwe alongside being a member of the Media, Culture and ICT cluster as well as The Peace Cluster. Chioneso is playing her part in disseminating information during the prevailing pandemic by producing jingles for radio, skits for social media and translating messages for community responses to Covid -19.She is also part of the team that has been writing the Women’s Coalition of Zimbabwe daily situational reports since 2020 until present.
She has also produced songs for Women’s Coalition of Zimbabwe to raise awareness of women’s rights issues and mental health for Friendship bench Zimbabwe.
Currently developing jingles for radio for the Women’s Democracy Network.
POEM
Title: Me too
Poet: Chioneso
Robbed of a future,
Robbed of a past,
Blanked out memories,
Dead dreams,
To see the future,
To recall the past,
To acknowledge the wrongs done to me,
To say yes they raped me,
They beat me,
They molested me,
They undressed me,
Yes it happened to me,
To say I am a victim I become weak,
So I pretend it never happened,
Yet the mind, the spirit and soul are sick,
So much news about a girl, a woman abused,
I seek to touch the abused,
So I can cry with her,
Hold her as I long to be held,
Tell her it will be well for I long to hear those words too,
Tell her it’s never her fault,
I have felt the guilt and the shame too,
Tell her she is not alone for I am here,
Get her justice,
For I need that justice,
Because I was raped too.
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