Global Studies Connection

Do you really want to know Hindolo what a revolution is? When we meet you will write volumes about it worry not. Do you remember Zimbabwe, how times change! Aluta continua

do you ask why l cry? do you ask why lshed these tears, dont you see my mother holding her cheek deep in thought wondering if ever the bread van is going to come. my father silent once he was the man providing for his family today even with the millions in his pockets, like his last born son, he can only dance to the melody of his grumbling stomach, welcome to the house of hunger, where to my Zimbabwe? my tears water are for the sons and daughters, brutally brainwashed, blinded from the barbaric bureaucracy butchering their beloved nation. Of sons and daughters overwhelmed by the scourge that threatens to purge their very own existence from the land of their ancestors. Indeed, this is the very ecstasy of political malaise. What we have here, dear comrades, is a state in disarray, a regime defying the doldrums of extinction. how can such tyranny be allowed, where is the sanity comrades? Today we live to witness yet another tragedy befalling a land that once was the beacon of Africa, plundered and looted this frustration needs no elaboration. Did l say bread basket pardon my disinformation l meant basket case. Tell me dear sister, make me understand, what happened here, where is the land our ancestors fought so hard to liberate from colonial ramshackle? What has happened to the Independence Day promises zealously proclaimed to an unsuspecting people? Dear God l know you have not forgotten your children hear them crying in the wilderness scattered across the many valleys gorges and mountains across the world

This I like Sairosi! Powerful message it has