The Gukurahundi means the early rain which washes away the chaff before the spring rains. Gukurahundi is pregnant with a lot of symbolism. Early rain laced with hail pouring down, stinging and searing a people. Bullets shot and bombs hurled to purge a nation of chaff - the Ndebeles. Chaff - the inedible, dry, scaly protective casings of the seeds of cereal grain. Chaff although useless, serves a purpose, it protects the seed, that germinates in the soil, bringing forth a harvest that feeds a nation.
Sons and Daughters of Zimbabwe, addressing the Gukurahundi is imperative for national healing. We lost our aunts, we lost our Fathers.
The painting depicts the signing of the Unity accord and my heart was moved by the blood pouring down his neck. The blood of my Ndebele brothers and Sisters. Note how history repeats itself. If you recall in 2008 a lot of atrocities were committed in Masvingo were Morgan comes from. They do not learn from the past.
Zimbabwe is my home, my love for her is as deep as the Victoria falls, as wide as the Nyanga mountains, constant as the northern star and as firm as the Great Zimbabwe. Her warmth stretches from the Khami ruins, resting at the breathtaking Matopo, and leaping to the Mana pools. We are a people who no longer should be divided by our language or the colour of our skin. A people who no longer should be silenced in the face of tyranny.
I don't believe compensation is what is needed. All i would like to see from the government is acknowledgement of the atrocities that were committed. Let us meet Entumbane where the uprising began, shake hands and be silent in honour of the dead. Owen has set the stage for what us Ndebeles openly discuss in the comfort of our homes, but never in public.Whats next?
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