God Save Our Gracious Zimbabwe Poem by Diana van den Berg

I have no money
and no power
to do it by myself.

All I have to give,
is a blanket or two
but not enough petrol
to deliver them
and there were no
xenophobic attacks
in our city
so no Zimbabweans
to deliver them to.

I have no time
but I can make
some
and have offered some
should it be
needed,
and I am glad it is
and I am sad it isn’t.

So, God,
please will you tell me how I can help
right now
because the crisis
has built up too much
for it not
to explode
any moment.

God, save our gracious
our beautiful
our beloved
Zimbabwe.

(24 June 2008)