The colds I’ve caught,
While expending in the other side of e mountains,
The wars I’ve faught,
While expecting an award of pride as the Captain,
Are countless,
But am homeless,
Where’s my Reward for Loyalty?
Who was I fighting for?
What was I fighting for?
I marched in the frontline to cleanse our land off those Ungreatfull Visitors,
I was pushed,fell and broke my spine,but I still stood to be named Victors,
Who were the beneficiaries of all this,?
–One of our own rose to office,
Promised to compensate us with monies,
Cattle and Land but why are the police,
Here and kicking us out?
To be heard,must we shout?
I thought that on the fall of the Ungreatful Visitors,
you would yearn to love each other,
Like we were from the stomachs of one mother,
But instead you have learnt to be selfish,jealous and greedy,
Even after we took oaths of Mukushekushe and Fisi,
They dont see me like a “Hero”,
They just see me like a lazy old “Hegoat”
Where’s my Reward for Loyalty,
One of us betrayed us,
Should his sons be rewarded?
We entrusted our baby to him to nurse,
he lost it,has he refunded?
Our pledge to “pull together”
was only a scheme to “fool us together”
They say the birds of same feather,
Flock right together,
We survived in that nasty weather,
Now we walk on our soles they putting leather,
Then ask them wheather,
They have a soul or its just a heart that is no better,
Than that of a Crocodile,
They know nothing of Loyalty,
You can feel the bitterness of bile in my heart,in my words,and in my soul,
“They might not be cursed but for sure they are not blessed”,sang the owl,
Their tummies,their families,even their works,
Their monies,they’re running,we haunt them with our words,
They own us,
But in real sense they owe us,
We should be the owners,
Of what they keep in far away land,
We should be Rewarded for our Loyalty,
I sent my son out to call them and ask them,
whether they do remember the lyrics of the national anthem,
And their reply was a letter forged with their name,
And my son came back panting,tired and beaten,
They now dispense what belongs to as to their rivalry and enemity,
To buy thier trust and fedelity,
It seems they’ve learnt well,well,An enemy of an enemy is a friend,
And in that,they derive thier strength,
As we crawl scratching for grains like hens,
with whoever they want they go to bed,
And with our Reward for our Loyalty,
The Ungreatfull Visitor was more ruthless,
But he atleast was never one of us,
Before our own mighty we are like toothless,
Dogs waiting at the doorstep for left overs,
Our reward gor our loyalty,
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