by Alf Hutchison So many people are displaced in our world today. Reasons vary, but the resulting hurt is universal. My Doctor he once told me, “Alf you have rare blood;”Traces of Kariba blue, and a touch of Gokwe mud.There are traces of the Valley and it’s Tsetse Fly,Malaria bugs swim freely , I cannot
RHODESIAN THANKSGIVING REMEMBRANCE DAY 11th November Flame lilies grow in the ‘Hondo’ valley, where brave soldiers fought and fell, They witnessed courageous young men fight to the very gates of Hell. Like the crimson poppies of Flanders field, let Rhodesians always recall, We too have a flower of great beauty that witnessed brave Rhodesians fall.
They were only boys…but their stoic heroism survives.
They are etched forever in our hearts, minds and souls,
Their names forever engraved on our Rhodesian scrolls,
“Hamba kahle”, brave soldiers prematurely gone to rest,
“Sala kahle”, by your legacies Rhodesians are truly blessed. – by Alf Hutchison