Tribute to Julius Chingono - from Comrade Fatso

Judza

by Comrade Fatso

His was a way

Of a scattering of crumbs

That outlined the loaf

That was once there.

A young clerk.

A girl child.

A beggar.

With limited time

In a hurried world

To say their piece

The small sentences

Allowed to small people

To speak of the powerful

Slogans were not his way

But he inspired his own

That followed him

Like a short, sharp poem

Judza, Judza, Judza

Reproduced with permission by Comrade Fatso.

Performed on February 8 during the tribute to Julius function at Theatre in the Park in Harare.