WTW (07 January 1998 / St. Mary's clinic, Chitungwiza Harare Zimbabwe)

A Lament Joseph Mutandwa

For a moment we rejoiced
For the fruit had been bored,
And for three solid years our sorrow
Frozen and we longed for a better morrow

All this were delusions, an illusion
That tomorrow held, for the conclusion
Reached today breached the odd
Joseph Mutandwa! ..., tears stampede. How old?

Tis sad you departed mother earth
And now, we weep.Knowing earth
Has devored its own, Dust to dust
How we wished you to last

Longing for a bright beam to shade
Off this darkness drawn, a spade
Now awaits to dig the trench
All efforts left hanging on a wretch...

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