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    Amanda Hammar

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    Zimbabwe Lost

    Zimbabwe Lost

    Zimbabwe Lost

    I

    What kind of African.
    My skin
    the colour of colonisation.


    II

    Rooted baobab-deep.
    Orphaned now
    by the quarrels of history.


    III

    Moving
    from an ache to an agony
    flesh tears from bone
    heart from home.
    © 2002, Amanda Hammar
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    Zimbabwe Lost

    I

    What kind of African.
    My skin
    the colour of colonisation.


    II

    Rooted baobab-deep.
    Orphaned now
    by the quarrels of history.


    III

    Moving
    from an ache to an agony
    flesh tears from bone
    heart from home.

    Zimbabwe Lost

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