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»Dambudzo lives«

by Dzumbu Mmbara, October 8, 2012

Death, stupid death
Have you seen Dambudzo's ghost
Lingering in the streets of Masvingo
Stupid Death what have you gained
In his grossly untimely death
Are you a victor now
That he is a memory
Slowly and painfully washing away
Tell me Mr Stupid Death
Stare me in the eye if you got wealthier
Robbing humanity of its expression

Mr Stupid Death, your time is up
For Dambudzo can never die
He lives in this lines
Preserved in the memory of time
But yours Mr Death is up!

(In memory of Dambudzo Marechera)

Written: March 2012
Tags: Death Memories People

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