The Yearning Soul Poem by Roy Johannes Gama

A Zimbabwean soul yearns
Turn your eyes back Zimbabwe
Turn them and see how much earth drank the blood of your kids
Turn them back and see how much your neighbors swallowed your kids
Where they are driven by the penchant to survive
What kind of a mother are you
A mother who claims to love her children
and watches them suffering to death

Oh Zimbabwe, a Zimbabwean soul yearns day and night
In mines where they toil like slaves
Where they struggle to eke a living
Where they struggle working day and night
Just to feed their bodies

Xenophobia violence break up
Where some are burnt while ringed in tyres
where some are stoned to death
What kind of a mother are you Zimbabwe, you claim to love
and forget your kids as they yell on their knees

Now they reject their identity in foreign land
They did not choose to be in such lands
They choose to be loyal
All because you abandoned them