As I poet I think of one :
Teapot shape in geographic form.
Firewood in gory , can’t boil.
Flag so colourful yet He who raises it , Zombie !
“We fought against imperialism”
Yes , they had to get rid of a foreign vulture to house the internal Beast !
Ed…Edition of Blood raindrops falling from mighty sky !
Cry , chema Motherland !
Zi, a single man’s possession ?
We , the 14 million are to Him pawns for Political Chess .
Not a pawn am I ,
A citizen whose strength awakes when we All Unite.
I shall be their voice :
We bond not the Toilet Paper!
Oh my beautiful Zimbabwe .
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