Silenced Voices

By Chabir Tadeu CT and Danny Oficina das artes

"SILENCED VOICES" is a unique collection by the Mozambican authors Chabir Tadeu CT and Dany Amado Vasco ,who goes by the pseudonym "Danny Oficina das artes." They combine poetry and short stories in a captivating narrative. This book offers a diverse literary experience, leading readers to explore the depths of human emotion through lyrical verses and captivating stories. Each poem and short story is skillfully intertwined, creating a subtle connection that permeates the entire work. The shared themes and motivations between the different genres create a thematic unity that engages readers in a poetic and narrative journey. *

"SILENCED VOICES" invites readers to discover the beauty and complexity of life through the intersection of poetry and short stories, offering a captivating and emotional read.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Editora Conexão literária
• Release date: Jun 9, 2024
• ISBN: 9798227591371

Chabir Tadeu CT

Chabir Tadeu, nascido aos 3 de dezembro, na cidade Quelimane " Moçambique" escritor, activista e estudante em licenciatura em agropecuária. "Tudo tem um propósito".

Book preview

The heartbeat of Africa

We have an origin, we have our beliefs, cultures, traditions and several other things that identify us. We are Africa, we are Africans, we are Africa.

We love Africa, not only because we were born here, but because it is part of each one of us. Our hearts beat for Africa.

The heartbeat of Africa

The pulse of Africa resonates in our hearts,

Cradle of cultures and history that enchants.

From drums to songs, the soul echoes,

A vibrant continent, full of life and mantle.

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In every beat of the sacred drums,

Life is celebrated, ancestry is praised.

Dances and rhythms, passed hand in hand,

Such a powerful union, colorful soul.

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Through the vast fields, the savanna exhales,

The majestic fauna that runs freely.

Lions, elephants, life that spreads,

In every corner, a brave spirit.

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Africa, pulsating matriarch of the world,

Your children love you with deep fervor.

Your legacy shines, powerful and eternal,

In everyone's hearts, blessed and fraternal.

Boss

Our beautiful Africa caught the attention of its neighbors, not only for its beauty, but also for its wealth. Hence, they came with promises, gifts and lots of affection, but these treats were not out of love, but because they wanted to take advantage of her, her wealth, the things she owned. There were years of conquests, until they got what they wanted... We dominated, yes, the neighbors did and became our bosses, we worked hard for them, just to receive what was rightfully ours.

Boss

I was born

That in the midst of amazement

What a cry

Hunger tastes like stupidity

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It was also coal

No boss

That stepped on the ground

There are those who swear and swear

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I was born,

Grow up ,

Believing that happiness,

Once it was emanating from freedom

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No more

It was a contracture

That gave me height

However, no boss.

Everywhere I

Nobody looks at us, without help and without love. The city's children are leaving, their heads becoming bigger than their bodies can't support. There is practically no meat left in our bodies, just skin