PIKELELA GUTYUNGWA MEMOIRS

  I Am A Palestinian Child! For nine long months my mother carried and nurtured me inside her blessed womb. Like all unborn babies I kept playing, twisting and turning in my aqueous world. Without fear or care to whatever was happening around in my mother’s world. I was happy! They say the odds for anyone of us to be born into this world are one in half a billion. I was the one in a billion to make it to my mother’s womb. For nine long months I remain oblivious to the cruel world which awaited me with bated breath! Then one day, the alarm bells went off and my mother went into labour for my imminent arrival. It was the biggest day for my parents and grandparents. Being born and growing up in Gaza and one of the most crowded places on Earth isn’t any baby’s wish. For some reasons stemming from the frightening sounds I used to get every time a gun was fired or from whistling missiles! I was already paralyzed and traumatised with fear even in my infantile stage. ...

  Kill The Dollar And Free The World! The Day the Dollar Die It's gonna be nice The Day the Dollar Die Just you wait and see The Day this here Dollar Die There be no more Inflation The Day the Dollar Die. Peter Tosh, one of the Greatest Reggae Stars, composed these lines. People of his day thought Mr. Tosh was totally high on ganja and brushed away his Prophetic Lyrics. There’s so much Power in Music more than most people could even realise. What we can’t achieve by force as artists, we make up for the loss through the Spoken Word. Kill the Dollar and Free the Whole World from Economic Slavery and never-ending Artificial Inflation! Amen to all efforts to eliminate the Oppression of the United States and Europe! We produce all our Minerals, Food, and Wares locally only for the United States, to label our prices with their Wicked Dollar Sign! It's absurd to imagine the fact that the dollar has been dominant in the world markets since the end of WWII. Hel...

  If Jesus Showed Up Today! What form and what image of Jesus would move and convince you He is the real deal? Would you run to Him and kiss His feet at first sight or hide your face because your life is not right with God? If Jesus showed up today would He recognise you as His good and faithful servant? Would you run to the mountains and hide inside the caves because of your shameless and sinful living? What about your never-ending church activities of fundraisings and meaningless partnerships with God? Would you excuse yourself from paying homage to the King of Kings because you have an important annual convention at your church to attend? Well. Our man of god and the most celebrated pastor in town; told us our Jesus will come down riding in a cloud! What about the Real Jesus standing at your heart’s door, you and your church have been ignoring for decades? Why do you believe all the lies they feed you that there’s no church like your church... God’s favourite...

  Final Seventy Two Hours! While sleeping soundly one evening after a very long and tiring day I had a Heavenly Telegram delivered to my pillow. In case you didn’t know this. Your pillow is used by Heaven as a de facto mailbox where God addresses His Letters to you. Your dreams are used as a default location to receive all your exclusive encrypted mails from the Post Office of Heaven! And so, yes there I was minding my business in the Theatre of Dreams. When suddenly, a snow white letter bearing my name and pillow address was lowered to me. I excitedly opened the seamless snow white envelope bearing the Seal of Heaven. Incredibly, the words inside looked finer and purer than the finest gold. The bold fonts were designed in rich multi-dimensional gold. The glossy and transparent golden letters seem to turn in sync with my rolling eyes. It was hard to miss a single word when the very letter in my hands could read and guide my mind! I have no human vocabulary to ...

  Throwback .... Here's Anathi's Reprisal I wrote for his third birthday. I wrote it in my mother tongue, Xhosa vocabulary that is. There's no way to make it make sense in English. Anathi AmaYirha! _____&&&&____&&&&____   The Big Zero Five! Hello. My name is King Anathi Gutyungwa. I am five years old. I overheard my kindergarten teachers whispering, wisdom for kids like me... comes in multiples of five! So Yes! Five I am, five I come and five I stand... all the way to Ten! I will be ten times smarter by the time I hit ten! The Big Zero Five I am. The Big Zero Five I come and stand all the way to the Super Ten! I am King Anathi Gutyungwa. I smile when I’m sad and laugh out loud when I’m angry. Cry? Who, Me? Nah. I leave that to babies! By the time I hit two, this boy in me could master the smartphone like a seasoned Pro. Believe me when I say, I’m smarter than smart. Wow. My grandson! Smiling down from Heaven, Great Grandmother...

Come On Lala It’s Your Birthday! She landed on these shores screaming and kicking as if she was saying... Take me back I don’t want to be here! A tiny orange baby with crinkled forehead pretending to know which direction she was on! Occasionally and between long intervals this tiny but confident Snow White, flashed open her tiny black eyes. As if agitated by all the staring eyes, she’d snarl and pushed her nose with clenched fist like a lioness ready to fight anything standing on her way! Liziwe Lala Gutyungwa is the youngest of my three beautiful daughters: Yanga and Caroline. Her arrival signalled a shift from the usual I had gotten used to as a father. How can I forget all the nights I spent fighting this tiny angry baby refusing to sleep in her cot? She’d scream her lungs out, defiantly stood on her feet and tried to climb out. Angry and exhausted this dad would pick her up and threw her back! O God, I have never had to fight any of my children to sleep like I...

Be The Person You Feel Inside! In this strange life of ours every man and woman: conspicuously displays a picture of themselves wherever they go! Like they say a picture tells a thousand words. People enjoy the privilege of defining you in a thousand contrasting ways. It is therefore your duty to first and foremost discover the real you on the inside. Before you waste your breath convincing the world on who you’re not... take care of you! Believing more in what we see than what we hear is legendary to our childhood! Who said we stopped being children and acting childish after growing up into maturity? If growing up had any impact at all, most adult people wouldn’t go around throwing tantrums and making fools of themselves! O God be praised! What a lovely day I had yesterday after burying my sister in-law Grace! Meeting one of my mentors now in her early eighties was magic! Wow Miss Sylvia! Still looking so beautiful and strong strengthened my faith in God. Later o...