<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=563195" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mama Zimbabwe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mme Zimbabwe (seSotho word for Mother) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">You were the overflowing Breadbasket of Africa<br>The Curvatious, tall and proud daughter of Africa<br>Until Mzilakazi sold you to Britain for mere bag of beads and Sugar<br>And they took you away</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You weeped as your Children....<br>As your children suffered under the oppresing rule of those colonial demons<br>But as your children fed from the suculant breast of Mama Africa, The Queen of african soil<br>Thier strength grew and so did thier fight for freedom<br>And in 1980 you saw a promising Dawn despite the bloodshed that spread</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What went Wrong Mme Zimbabwe, you lie mute? <br>You lie hopeless and your bruised soul evidence of abuse<br>The very same children who fought for your emancipation now corrupt, split, spit and kill the very essence of you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">However even though your frail Body falls defeated<br>And you are now the laughing stock of the World<br>In your eyes i see resiliant strength<br>Your scent strongly of approaching freedom<br>And you smile continues to seduce me into loving you, Zimbabwe</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Wanelisa+Albert">Wanelisa Albert</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=563195" data-title="Mama Zimbabwe de Wanelisa Albert" data-description="Mme Zimbabwe (seSotho word for Mother) You were the overflowing Breadbasket of Africa The Curvatious, tall and proud daughter of Africa Until Mzilakazi sold you to Britain for mere bag of beads and Sugar And they took you away You weeped as you..."></div> </div> </div>

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