Pfimbi Yangu
Harare, Zimbabwe
I will no longer live in this world like a lodger, like I have another earth, another Africa, another Zimbabwe to go to if this one burns.
I am a citizen of my country, a small but important piece of my people, a part of history...
When tomorrow talks about today, about my generation - they will be referring to me, to us.
When the history books are written, they will feature me and us
I refuse to be part of a story about inaction and apathy.
I am tired of standing in the corner and feeling small like my thoughts, my voice and my action did not matter - because they do.
I am going to stand up, speak out, act out.
The revolution of this day I live in will be blogged.
These are my chronicles.
Proudly Zimbabwean!