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

Dance

No one is less important in crafting
Our Nation forth. As one lets stride
In reshaping our prospects daily in
Propell the notion in motion sisters

The fermine voice to echo triumph
As brothers beat the drums swiftly
And so loud. Let mothers feet trip
Dancing to Jikinya, Ngcuzo, Dinhe

Mbakumba my grandma sang of...
Tis just but a bliss in cast, recaĺling
All efforts left at wretchs be alive
Once more spells progressivism.

Oh fathers of the day roar alike the
Old lion did but the echoes of wits
That turns nous...Chaminuka Tsuro
Chinamora,   Nehanda  and  Kaguvi.

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