A POEM: TO THIS BIZARRE GENERATION BY MARISEN MWALE

WOE A GENERATION

They sing- sing dirty hymns of broken chains and political freedom

Yet deep down they hoist dirges of smug oppression

See their crimson lipstick and bloody cladded hands

Testifying of a regime at war against its innocent citizenry

They preach- preach of a kingdom of eternal bliss

Yet their outlook depicts nothing less than ineffable diablerie

See whips clad sardonically against their poor-destitute folks

Testifying of an era amass with religious business comedians

They showcase arrows and spears of a war against an AIDS monster

Yet they tromp around zippers down and skirts akimbo

See their ailing demeanors and remorse starved facades

Testifying of blatant lip-service and double standards

Woe a generation not spared its unequivocal share

In vicissitudes of hypocritical masqueraders

Maestro ‘DAMBUDZO’ Williams [pseudonym/pen name/alias]