By Tafadzwa Bandera.
Why are you unruly?
Why is it hard for you to answer my call?
You know what you are doing is uncalled for.
Everyday l call you , but you ignore.
It seems you enjoy what you are doing.
Let me remind you, that l am the reasons you are called a human being.
I created you.
I am in the phone book of your hearts.
Why can’t you share me like flats.
Where is your conscience?
Let me remind you again, that l am convenient.
I know no racism, prejudice, violence, war or making people suffer.
You have me inside of you, just spread me like butter.
In my eyes no one is inferior or Superior.
You are all my children l love you equally and wholeheartedly.