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Here lie the remains of Cecil John Rhodes, Colossus.
Land-locked, rock-clad in dolomite, as he willed it.
Cairo would not have him; he would not have the Cape.

Here Rhodes lies, dead as diamonds.
No one digs him up. No one salutes, Bayete.
The view is wasted on him.

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Tsitsi Jaji

Tsitsi Jaji

(Zimbabwe, 1976)

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Here lie the remains of Cecil John Rhodes, Colossus.
Land-locked, rock-clad in dolomite, as he willed it.
Cairo would not have him; he would not have the Cape.

Here Rhodes lies, dead as diamonds.
No one digs him up. No one salutes, Bayete.
The view is wasted on him.

MATOBO HILLS

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