A New Dunkirk
Two brief cameos from today in Bulawayo, both concerning the plight of
hundreds of thousands caught up in this Tsunami of oppression and
The first was a single woman - in her early 20's, about 7 months
and walking down a track towards town. She had on her head her entire
belongings. We stopped and asked her where she was going - "to look for
place to stay" she said. Her home had been burnt to the ground that
and she had been told she had to be gone or they would come back with
and whips. She has haunted me all weekend, where will she sleep? What
happen when the baby comes along?
The second was at just after six in the morning near a local city
couple from our Church was down there to buy fresh produce when it came
from the rural areas. Lying on the side of a wall near the street was a
teenager, dressed in rags; he had died in the night. Probably of hunger
exposure and totally alone. The Police were called and they took his
away to be buried in an anonymous grave somewhere. How many, oh Lord
going to die tonight?
All day people from our local Churches have been moving people to
halls across the City - horse boxes, vans, pick ups and trucks. All
volunteers responding to a call to move the vulnerable to safety.
from a Government that was elected to meet their needs. Safety from the
Police who are supposed to protect and defend and instead have become
tormentors. What we do tomorrow is yet to be decided.
Bulawayo, 12th June 2005