Party People.

In one nation,

Party people came to reign,

Oh what a day it was?

Party people to occupy,

The offices at Munhumutapa,

Some went to Chaminuka buildings,

Others Ambassador House they stormed,

It was a jumble of activity,

As others occupied Kaguvi,

Defence House,

Makombe place,

Mukwati, Kurima House,

It went on and on till they got to,

The State House,

Where their principal took residence,

To rule a nation,

Bring to it the promises made during the war,

Chimurenga!

All conditions favored the lot,

They spoke and people, we believed,

Happy and we were relieved,

They walked and we followed after their footsteps,

And the rains fell and,

wet the earth,

To cool our feet as we journeyed,

To a future we all sat up and imagined,

When the times were torrid,

Those times when Ian Smith was the law,

And his bunch of helpers all were strong,

And we were just wrong to be us,

Until the cock that crowed,

Heralding a new dawn and a new day.

Party people converged to,

The offices at Munhumutapa,

Some went to Chaminuka buildings,

Others Ambassador House they stormed,

It was a jumble of activity,

As others occupied Kaguvi,

Defence House,

Makombe place,

Mukwati, Kurima House,

It went on and on till they got to,

The State House,

Where their principal took residence,

To rule a nation,

They came with something we all eagerly awaited,

Independence,

A reign of one who truly embraced oneness and fairness,

Comrades,

as it turned out that,

Was it a fatal mistake?

Or just a twist of fate?

What we experienced,

The lashes of the whips on our souls,

The lies that had gone off to the wind and bounced back,

To torment us because we trusted the party men,

And danced our nights away to inspire them at,

Pungwes,

And drank every word they poured into our thirsty expectant lives,

From chalices of deception.

And thus it is our fault that now were all entangled,

In a snare they laid for us,

Because we trusted them and gave them the permission,

To protect us but they decided to go East,

And cut us where we bled the most,

They snatched our cries right from our own lips,

And filled our community with a group of spies to hear when we cried,

And descended on us swords drawn to draw our blood,

Whenever we said we were tired to hear their voices,

No more of your empty lies!

No more concoctions of your vile spirits,

That got us drunk that we beat our own mothers,

That got us so inebriated with pride

That cursed our very fathers,

Oh what a contemptible lot the party men are!

We all cried in one voice,

But they heard,

We want to bring back the colonizer!

So they ran in on us,

In a rough ratio,

Swords drawn, one hundred of them to one,

Killed a dozen and maimed a lot more,

The party men,

Who bore the symbol of the Cock,

So we set our voices to cry out to the east,

All the way to the North,

And sanctions were carried back by the reverberations of our distressed screams,

Suddenly,

Everything started falling on us,

Except the rains!

Good Lord can you hear us,

So the people ran away from,

ZANU (Pee- Ef) in haste,

To the new Em-Dee-Cee,

A movement with a democratic twist,

The real democracy not the one thrown to the dogs,

Now the children were even afraid to cry,

As we all huddled up in the huts,

Too afraid to breathe because outside,

It was teeming with thugs sent from,

Those wretched offices of government,

Men and women who boasted of the power vested in them,

By the tyrannical efforts of the man Mugabe to keep holding,

On to the pillar that held our very lives together.

And then many fled,

When the sun rose,

Many were nowhere to be found,

Having crept away hidden by the darkest hour of the night,

To beckoning lands with a promise of freedom,

The UKs and the USAs,

Neighbors,

That abhorred the fact that we ran away,

Botswana, South Africa,

Even the kingdoms of Mauritania,

Saw the arrival of some of us,

Weary from the long days lived before,

Seeking for places to lay our heads and rest,

But alas,

There was no rest in these places,

Met with terms and conditions,

To fulfill certain criterias,

And being aliens with very limited rights,

We were regarded with suspicious eyes,

And could not rest so easily thus,

Some were attacked by xenophobic ones,

Bitten and chewed their very essences of life,

Made us to realize the fact that,

Rest is only found in the heavens,

Never on this earth,

So everything fell down on us,

Our rankings in prestigious fields,

The respect people had for us as a people,

Our currency value dropped to the molten magma depths,

And then it was cancelled,

Leaves departed from the boughs,

And our dignity as well ran after the time,

More hope poured away,

Corruption dropped onto our heads with a nasty,

SPLAT!

Never have I ever seen such despair,

As mourners cried for the dead,

Who instead were mourning for the living,

For they were the ones who were still facing lack,

And danced with the troubles in the dusk,

While their shadows rebelled on the walls

Who had to watch starved uneducated children roaming the streets,

Turning into prostitutes and thieves,

Because there was no dignity not anymore.

Then I saw the unity,

That never was in the first place,

Having first in an election race,

Party men devised a scheme to keep them in,

So they brought the case of a united government,

To serve the people,

But what we didn’t hear,

Were their actual words,

And its a pity that we missed it,

What they meant was,

To serve their desires,

To acquire and be the wealthiest,

Mining diamonds to sustain their lavish lives,

While the nation,

They pledged to serve in the beginning,

Is poorer than a church mouse's dinner table,

They wine and dine with each other,

Kings and princes of misery,

That wrested the power off the coloniser,

Only to be the enslaver,

And whosoever sees that it is not the right thing,

Shall herewith be declared an enemy,

And has to be eliminated.

Party people converged to,

The offices at Munhumutapa,

Some went to Chaminuka buildings,

Others Ambassador House they stormed,

It was a jumble of activity,

As others occupied Kaguvi,

Defence House,

Makombe place,

Mukwati, Kurima House,

It went on and on till they got to,

The State House,

Where their principal took residence,

To rule a nation,

Now the whole nation,

The same nation,

Lies in desolate ruins,

Spirits ruined,

Hopes ruined,

Health ruined,

Education ruined,

Community ruined,

Families shredded to pieces,

Patchworks of roads lead nowhere but to misery,

Smouldering ruins of a great past,

It sure has been a very bumpy ride,

From then to this very minute.

Mufakose,

Does it mean we die everywhere?

It is everyday from hunger and disease,

And everyday to our carnal selves.

We watch and see,

And tell ourselves this is it,

Enough the times have we sat,

And watched them while they tore our sovereignty to pieces,

Time to put their little party to its very end,

Bowed heads bob as we all agree,

Time indeed to put to rest the party crew!