In early 2000 a cyclone swept across southern Africa leading to three weeks of severe floods which devastated Mozambique.
There is a desperate irony in the flooded plain.
As far as the eye can see the mass of glittering water tells the tale,
Adrift in tree-topped nests clinging souls stretch out,
and From the air the leafy perches dangle their Human fruits
And the plane Drones over.
So It seems, a whole TV nation is Entranced, spellbound by this Strange arboreal Display.
Globally glimpsed and earnestly Engaged by this we witness abscission.
One by one, almost Nonchalantly, the bright fruits drop Silently from the trees;
Heaven receives its harvest of souls and the earth Surrenders its children.
Vicky 2000
Wednesday, 5 March 2008
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