Zimbabwe Poems - Poems about Zimbabwe

A zany Zimbalist from Zimbabwe Stopped me on Calcutta Road with a, “hey!” We are not the same For I am quite tame I liked the fact he was merry and gay....Read the rest...

I am the potato every pig covets, The circus every Woolf dream to perform in, and The toddler every phidophile crave to live with But non will ever have I am the uncut gem that will ever...Read the rest...

I refuse to mourn Your death Mr. Dead President! I refuse to sit here And pretend to have forgotten How much your own people Waited to experience the sweetness Of a time like this! I refuse my conscience To feel...Read the rest...

30 possible destinations. Outstanding in a variety of ways. 12 stood out immediately. Kindness meant we would listen to everyone’s ideas. 25 women thought they might go. Did anyone think of Belgium? Their chocolate is amazing! 7 dropped out right away...Read the rest...

My mother to have known her a bold lady Till this sad night she sneezed sneezingly Puffing out the chocking gastric fumes of Strong perfumed odours diffusingly off Note that her tardy voice pitched so loud Brought...Read the rest...

Bob Marley will remain proud In the peace that has survived Despite years of being a target In a world whose power is tilted To a few who claim to own all The most brilliant of military interventions In...Read the rest...

You can all breathe now Zimbabwe Rejoice freedom from repression lift yourselves out of depression, new president, no wannabe so democratize your Country repulse anything contrary be pleased, say goodbye to Bobby he has had it too good,...Read the rest...

I was on top of his head. An answer to a hairy I a dumping space. I have seen him. An answer to blind eyes. I have heard the voice. An answer to deaf. Even...Read the rest...

Plucked i am, From the flowering mopane By the mother of the mischievous ones, Only to be reduced To a reproving stick. Safe and secure i am, Or rather i think i am In my seemingly fortified pod. Later disposed into the arid...Read the rest...

Plucked i am, From the flowering mopane By the mother of the mischievous ones, Only to be reduced To a reproving stick. Safe and secure i am, Or rather i think i am In my seemingly fortified pod. Later disposed into the arid...Read the rest...

Grey smoke of burning limbs A burnt charred flag of patriotism flying In the June 27 democracy...Read the rest...

Zimbabwe we hear your country screaming We're powerless to help you you're at the mercy of a party thats murderous and scheming Robert Mugabe and his thugs the Zanu PF They deny you free elections instead they dole...Read the rest...

Z ulus and Shonas possess the lands I ndependence placed it in their hands M ugabe dictates his corrupt demands B abies starve in the streets eating out of empty cans A ids is rife amongst women and man...Read the rest...

I was born in the beautiful country called Zimbabwe, Now it is devastated by the tyrant Robert Mugabe. It was once a land full of milk and honey, No this poem is not going to turn out funny. But...Read the rest...

Zimbabwe From shimmering oil of ebony still will come flailing of limbs will come hacking quick slashing of hands now untied tattooing no pattern not even a maze depriving gray walls of their stone will come spittle wild churning rivers ...Read the rest...