Dear reader

I am one of the under privileged
Unequal and unfortunate
Having many school certificates
Hundreds of dollars went up in fees
Thousands in bribes at interviews
But still spend hours basking in the sun

Thank you Zimbabwe
For educating me
I am taking my way elsewhere
Where man had never been
Although I will miss you, the country that I love
But does not love me in return
Don’t forget to print my death certificate
When I am gone and dead

Yours sufferer