Election was lost maybe, luxury still for Mugabe.
For him and his cronies money and palaces,
For his subjects misery and death sentences.
Industry gone, sparse or bankrupt,
Good officials' dead or corrupt.
Western firms'bank-rolling their‘interests'they're controlling.
The ‘new'government‘shared' responsibility,
A shambolic front for democracy.
The media gone quite suddenly,
Abandoned are the masses of another country.
The tears and pain grows, on their plight goes.
01/03/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem