An ode to the Zambezi (Zambia the final chapter)

I have a faint suspicion an ode should rhyme somewhere along the line but then again poetry is not my forte’ so perhaps I should rephrase …. “A tribute to the Zambezi”?

Anyway, moving along – my 5 cents (while its still in circulation) worth …

“Your grey green depths carry a history of the ages

From Living stone to Kaunda you have watched over the land,

Giving life, taking life, carrying the people on their journey

The beasts of the earth remain, ever present, part of your bounteous harvest

Shiny black river horses grunt their defiance to the heavens

The silent crocodiles patrol your liquidness, sweeping through the darkness

Your power is fleeting, reliant on the waters from the northern hills

Yet your voice is mighty, crashing with splendid abandon over “Mosi-oa-Tunya”

Craggy face shrouded in mist you are the heart of Zambia”

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