Man Handled By Poet Zvavanhuvevhu Jerry Mugweni Man Handled , Got Bashed , now Ok , we were bashed on tuesday afternoon 02/12/14 at Corner Kwame Nkrumah and 1 st street .as we Demonstrated Our concerns to our Government, Zimbabwe is a God fearing nation and That same God Has Been With Zimbwabwe way way back even during the. Munhu mutapa Empire as we used to trade Our Precious Gold and Ivory , diamonds and Jewellery to kings in the Bible like King Solomon up until now , Harare is And was , what will be our childrens Sunshine City even if we are alive or dead , and my high hopes to see the City running again made me Join the Great Movement of Concerned protesters in this Great city and Exercised section 59 of the Zimbabwean Constitution on The Democratic Republic of Zimbabwe which however no one in power wants to implements, its A sad thing that The Government That Allowed People To freely vote it in Power and to lead them For the Past 35 years still knows Words like Oppression and Colonialism as part of Their vocabulary in the 21 century we all live in full of technological advancements and Human Rights Recognition. 2014 has been a Year i witnessed A dry spell all over the Great Land Of God , the Land of Zimbabwe Now Like A Dis~GraceLand. Doctors recently went on Strike Advocating for Better Working Conditions , Industries Close down And Flea Markets. And Vending Sights Have Been The source Of Financial Gain. I have Seen An evil in this Land , A land That God Blessed JONAH4:11 . . . . . . .Should I Not love this Great City. . . God Spoke These Words and Made Sure That His Servant Jonah Could Understand The Same Way He Did For The Great City Of Nianevah {Zimbabwe}. Late Afternoon . Around 13:30 hours . A group of peaceful Demonstrators Took up to the Bursy Streets of Harare , in the Bursy peak Lunch hour Break, the Commotion Of the Day Saw Passerbys stunned at seeing The Young Peaceful demonstrators Being Hulled By a mob Of Political Party Youths , in Plain Clothes , they Started Bashing And A Cat and Mouse Game Had just irrupted in the peek of the Day time . A poet And Two Political Activists One of them Was Itai Dzamara. It was Sad that A Government Can Give Its People Freedom from Colonialism but not from Oppression , and It flashed into mine Mind as i was being Squashed like A Big Fat Rodent that had been Stealing The National Cheese And Stuffing it Under the Parliamentary Drainage Pipes , i tried to Look to those i was with in the Struggle , as i suspected i was the Only victim these people ever got hold of .since when they arrived at the Spot where The Drama Began , i only managed to stand Still and Hide the Materials I had for the Demonstration Which were just. A Small national Flag Of the Great Nation Of zimbabwe And A Red Whistle that i blew all the Way with others. One of the Team of political Party Youths Shoved me Into their Car and Locked the Vehicle, i just had to Co -operate since the Initial Bashings were so terrible that i regretted the Day i was Born. In my mind came the thought , better Zimbabwe Was Formed in me now. if these People Allow me another day to see the Sun , then Its Possible, They took us Straight to Zanu Pf Head Quarters where they Expected Further instructions. On what to do unto us, I shared a Little Prayer in My heart and Said to the Creator Here i Come. suddenly a Smartly Dressed Gentleman Stood at us , he was Being addressed as the Party Youth Chairman. At National level, I just thought. His car was parked right Where they told us to sit. Someone Identified me as we got bashed by the Mob And A Telephone Call to Harare Central police station was Made Which saw us being taken To The Government Hotel for some 1st Class Reception of Propaganda Interrogations as they wanted to know where we Were getting the Money to fund our day to day Whistling in the City , Room B15 saw me Reciting the Most popular Poem Ndinokuda Zimbabwe whilst being Tottered . I realize the Content of the Poem as a Word to Every Better Zimbabwean As I cried in Agony as i Recited the Poem and the Two CIO guys Were .bashing my Buttocks . It was a moment of totter and suffering for a Beloved Country and all i was waiting for as a filmmaker was The Moment the Director of this Real life Film Would Say the Words CUT.......!!!! But none like that came . We all knew that there was no reason for the Beatings and there was No crime we had Committed that could take us to prison or that would see us Being detained all night long as it was Getting Dark. We were told To stay away from each Other and not to see each other again but start living our lives like every Zimbabwean and Stop Telling the President that he has Failed the Nation or that he Is Old and Zimbabwe Has No hope For Him, When we Were out we all realized that we Could Not walk any Distance since most of our bones were disturbed by the Bashings We got a Taxi that took us To hospital where we Got medical assistance from The Counseling Support unity (CSU). We stayed in Hospital for A good 4 days and 5 nights trying to recover from the bashings , the Staff at the Hospital were so generous and caring that our healing came fast that we turned even the Wards we were in into Mini Away from Home ,Computer labs, i remember the Words Itai asked me After the Bashings as we matched out of Central police station . Itai: Jerry, would these people Realy Break us !?. I only said They can only Break Our Bones , Not The spirit, not even the Brains behind the spirit. We are the People We are the Numbers Lets Go Lets Go!.
Posted on: Wed, 10 Dec 2014 05:48:46 +0000
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