Why? Poem by Deluke Muwanigwa

Why?

My country is shaped like a teapot,
but, we can't afford bread and butter,
the tea leaves not to mention.

My country is sinking with minerals,
briefcases full of diamonds.
Few people wearing jewellery.

My country has good soils,
green all over with envy.
Silos filled with emptiness

My country is a precious jewel,
floating in the sea of Africa.
Homes built upon a rock

So, i dont understand.
We have the land
Not just some sand
Fertile pregnant soils
We toil on the red earth
To bring forth fruit
Grow our own food

Why are we hungry?

Make me understand
We have every mineral
Rare earths; heavy metals
Diamonds dazzling in our backyard
We dig gold with our palms
Oil part of the spoil
Uranium more than on Uranus

Why are we poor?

Explain to me
The people are educated
Tireless, hardworking
engineers aplenty,
geologists; chemists,
poets;musicians,
lawyers; beauticians

Why are people unemployed?

Zimbabwe!
Why?