My lost, wandering discord
is replaced by the futility
of academic minutiae.
Our flaccid visions enlighten no creation,
only the inevitable causes.
Its undeniable outcome is all
self-abuse and populist rhetoric.
Mugabe treats me well, though:
at least the shadow of him I cast
from my own regret.
All is not lost,
on the horizon of colonial influence.
There is still place in the world,
for my people's burden.
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