There, Was a Country
When across the land, water
flowed
And on top of the hut, the cock
crowed
When under the moon, dreams
were hope
And in pursuit of good, they
never stop....,
There, was a country
When cries heard, were of
sucking babies
And the speech of our lords
were glad tidings
When man of the cloth, search
of God wisdom
And those we crowned, toiled
to feed our kingdom....,
There, was a country
When plough shares, worked
the ground
And in sweat, fists were never
clinched
When the land to the nation
brought forth grain
And the fists of fathers, never
caused pain....,
There, was a country
When drums were of dance and
praise of gods
And voices of mothers were
sounds that soothe our souls
When in dark night, the land
was with light
And in day, evil was never hid
from nature's bright....,
There was a country
When the wind blew our flag
high with pride
And the death of our heroes
would bring grief countrywide
When those of the east would
long to meet our king
And of the west, would feed
from our pastures green....,
There, was a country
But now here we stand...,
Without a vesture of covering
Our streams, crimson and our
streets, a chotic tide
Youths fighting
Fathers toiling
Mothers wailing
Politics, a canker to our
economy
Copyright © Joshua Munyaradzi Mimana | Year Posted 2013
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