Terry Dawson

Silver Star - 3,798 Points (1955 / Harare, Zimbabwe.)

Zimbabwe 2016 - Poem by Terry Dawson

Our poverty now is absolute,
Rotting garbage lies about
And flies infest this land.
The last remaining coping plan is made,
Beyond it looms the void.
Our bloated leaders wine and dine and laugh
And flaunt their wealth and plot new plunder.
And we the ruled despair:
The options now to lay down and die... or rise.

Topic(s) of this poem: life, suffering


Poet's Notes about The Poem

When a political elite becomes aloof and detached from the suffering of the people they rule, disaster beckons...

Comments about Zimbabwe 2016 by Terry Dawson

  • Dellas Chitekwe (12/16/2016 3:00:00 PM)


    This is one of the best poems in Zimbabwe i have read yet.... (Report) Reply

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  • (1/14/2016 5:44:00 AM)


    POWERFUL....Short yet so precise to the point (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 8, 2016

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 9, 2016


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