The Next Zimbabwe - A call to rise

**The Next Zimbabwe: A Call to Rise** In lands where dreams were forged in fire, A tale of strength, of fierce desire, From ashes of despair, they’ve learned to climb, Zimbabwe’s spirit soaring through the sands of time. A currency’s fall, a lesson steep, Where once was value, now shadows creep. Yet brothers and sisters, with hearts aflame, Have risen from ruins to reclaim their name. Across the borders, they sought a way, With every rand, they’d chart their sway. Determined souls, they harnessed the grind, While others indulged, their vision aligned. In taverns dark, where laughter flows, Their laughter echoes, where no one knows That diligence crafted on foreign ground, Now boasts of success that astounds the town. “Oh, they take our jobs!” is the weary cry, But it’s passion and grit that lift them high. While some chase vanity, or fleeting thrills, The Zim hearts beat strong, finding strength in their skills. From cleanings to braids, they’ve mastered the art, With every endeavor, they've played their part. Boardrooms and mines, a tapestry spun, Where barriers crumble, new futures begun. Look closely, dear neighbors, it’s time to awake, From slumber of habits, it’s change that we’ll make. The bars and the bottles won’t fill us with gold, While wisdom’s embrace maps a future more bold. They carry in pockets what we too could claim, Values that flourish, igniting the flame. So rise, South Africa, from shadows of doubt, See the wealth in hard labor; let the spirit sprout. Success isn’t stolen; it’s built and it grows, On sweat and on tears, the determination shows. In unity’s strength, there’s a chance to thrive, Let’s learn from each other, let the best of us drive. In the heart of our struggle, let’s sow seeds of trust, For in every challenge, there’s power discussed. Rise up and awaken, let visions collide, In the next Zimbabwe, let our hopes coincide.