"ovaherero" poems
She had a pyrrhic victory
Against the ********** masterminds
Who had her children’s lives by the tips of their fingers
And blew air of fear and dependency into their lungs.
A mother of many;
She has children of vast kinds
Segregated from all corners
By dissimilar cultures and tongues.
From the meat-loving Ovaherero in the center, northwest and east,
To the vaCaprivi, vaKavango and Ovambo in the north and northeast with their villas
To the Khoikhoi in the south with their unique communication,
She mothers them all with equal loving.
She is beloved for her beautiful contrast;
Rivers, mountains, flat plains and savannahs
Not to overlook the merging of the desert and ocean.
She truly is wonderful, beautiful and compelling.
Her name is Namibia.
Feb 8, 2019
Feb 8, 2019 at 10:17 AM UTC