That we may have life
and have it abundantly
he endured
the chrome-dust
the damp hell
of Selukwe Peak Mines
the pittance
of American multi-nationals –
They thought it was the watch
on which they had inscribed his name
‘for a long and meritorious service’
that made him beam…
they never saw blacks
as men with ambition
but only as a ‘labour force’
the long arm of their
‘manifest destiny’,
the vital source
of their strategic metals.
He smiled
smiled because one day
one day…
his sons would return!
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