We Will Fight On

He arches his back to welcome the billows of balm
The fine spray landing on his tortured skin, dulling
The acrid smell of his own flesh burning.

They wanted him dead but see, he is living!!

See he is living,
Our motto is all about surviving
Harassed and tortured, we will continue giving
The best of ourselves, the best of our families, the best of our worth.

Thats why we continue leaving.

Hagard looks from the privileged
Angry cat calls about a people in turmoil
Calls for our blood from home and beyond,
Ours a continous strife that's never been told.

We will fight on,
Caring for friends and family left all alone.
Telling prophets of doom that ours is a battle won
Till that fine day when we will return to the land we call our own.

You dare to burn the pride that's ours?
Forgetting we made your struggle once even ours?
Now your leaders shut their eyes; prefer to talk for hours!
While Zimbabwe burns, and he continues to harm us!

See he is still living.
Many of us will continue leaving
Don't pretend you have no feeling
This is a travesty what you are doing.

J Gadzirai
For those who are burning.