Thereâs a big fish at the bottom of Masvingo lake.
Old, fat, and ugly, it wonât be caught
I glimpsed it once, on the end of my hook;
Thought I had it, saw its cruel, fierce eyes
The fishing isnât good in the lake.
The big old one has eaten almost all the others.
People still come to try and catch it
Maybe if the lake dries up
It will be found there at the bottom
Tuesday 15th December 2009 9:46 am