The Lost Herd Poem by Dellas Chitekwe

We, the people of Zimbabwe;
the pawns
in a very dangerous game of politics
carelessly played
into the enemy's attack
and sacrificed
for the survival of bigger pieces.

We, the people of Zimbabwe;
dumb driven cattle
across a wilderness of thought
in a non believer's journey,
a journey that leads
to an unknown destination.

We, the people of Zimbabwe;
the silent, scared passengers
driven at high speed
towards a dead end
by an old reckless man.

We, the people of Zimbabwe;
the core thickets of desperate situations.

© Dellas Chitekwe 2015