Nobody’s land

Nothing works here
There are constant excuses for the never ending power outtages
From one breakdown or collapse or the other
The future of the youths are traded on the altar of foreign loans
Debt servicing now the vogue
Adept at scratching the surface of the problem, never actually solving the problem
University education stymied…with students bemoaning their fate
Local currency almost useless, daily being devalued
Inflation at its zenith, for we cannot give what we do not have
Food production is threatened as farmers are either being kidnapped, killed or threatened
Peace is anathema here
Lawlessness, social vices apparently given free rein
Women are made husbandless
Husbands rendered wifeless
Children made orphans with gunshots
Worship centres are filled, with people daily crying to their gods
Youths…graduates roam the streets in their thousands in search of none existent jobs
The civil service is filled…to overflowing with the people who have ‘connect’
Quota system is slowly killing the morale of the populace as many feel very marginalised
Anyhowness describes this clime
Political prostitution now the order of the day
Desperate people…desperately and avariciously and sometimes murderously clinging to the reins of power
Almost as if it’s their identity…they cannot exist otherwise
Road travel now a death wish as it is now an easy trap for kidnappers
This marriage of convenience shakes…as calamities accompany it
Whither Nobody’s land?