Iron Wind(Hybrid Essay) on COVID 19  and  Lockdowns Experiences

Mbizo Chirasha
Posted May 16, 2020 from Zimbabwe
The tragedy of the poor in Africa to COVID 19 lockdowns.

 

 

The world has known divisions for as long as history can remember. From strength that overrides others to the weakness that attracts marauding gangs of men of ambition and cunning. Adventure has led some into what they termed “discoveries” of Rivers and their sources, of Mountains high and majestic, and a people so different in their cultural environments, that to the eye of a visitor, they appeared other worldly.

The world has never run short of divisive tools and terms to keep one for each. From the irony of heights and weights, to the delight’s and indecency of dark humor based on foods and drinks and a people’s culture. GOD and god’s have their roles and stamps on a people’s interpretations, raging from waging wars to convert and dominate, to whole sale massacres because others beliefs were less acceptable to a deity followed by a muscular power. In the name of many known Faiths , man has suffered immensely and continue to suffer even under the full glare of a world that is so connected, that nothing escapes the owl eyed social Media/internet never sleeping eyes.

If it’s not belief it’s something else that pits one man to another. Color has played the worst card in segregation of humanity. Regimes are known to have come up with a cultic panacea of annihilating all who were less than their proscribed hue, height and eye color in a so called super race.

Commerce has not particularly done well to hide i’s dismal take on the lesser endowed in terms of what the world considers GDP….Countries are graded into first, second and third world. Countries comprise individual human beings. Once categorized in numerical terms, they cease to have a human quality and adopt a statistical stature.

Dehumanizing poverty by demonizing it and those suffering the “pauper malady”. Terms like ” those who survive under a dollar a day. A people labelled by lack. Another labelled by luck.

 

Divisions.

Then came weaponry and sophistication. Guns and canned Carnage. Bombs as heroism spoke to the Sky over Nagasaki and Hiroshima. More divisions follow. Giants with cold threats lying under silos of frozen homes awaiting disagreements. What a time of it the world had! But like all eras, this too came to an end with trumpets of fragmentation scattering the deadly embers of stored caches of annihilation finding its ways into eager markets of rogue juvenile quarters ready to tussle for positions of “global respect” through “fire power”

Ideology made no sense. Religion was cowed. No one was immune to the future that loomed on the human collective heads as each goon state thumped it’s nukes chest.

 

 

How times change!

A new baby was born in the East. A baby with an attitude like a thief. Escaping its parents unloving gloved hands, it flew first into the neighborhood, dropping its ghastly feaces on the heads of its makers kin.Death. Sinister death. The wind took the birdling over the boarder, across the oceans on the comforts of cruise ships. And luxury living became a nightmare. Right now, quarantine is not for rabid dogs or leppers in their colonies.

It’s what no longer divides that divides us. What irony! We are faced by an enemy of our own intellect taken over concious. Our own intelligence exceeding common sense. Our own genius gone insane. In it all, regardless of mitigation measures,one thing speaks a human language. It’s no longer about class, color or Creed. it’s not even about ideology or theology. It’s about being careful to survive the monster we have made. And the world suddenly speaks “humanese”

 

How I wish we didn’t have to face such an ugly and tragic catastrophe tobring us to the realization of the folly of excessive greed in pursuit ofglory and power over others.

If we survive, we may have to analyze our engagement with dark matters that that put life at risk. If we don’t, we are to blame for our end. For now, let’s keep hygienic, keep to ourselves, bury our Dead, care for the dying and think of how we have arrived at where we are.

While at it, let’s pray. For regardless of our form of worship, days of worship, mode of worship and the dress code in worship, we all pray to a Higher power. He may yet hear our prayers and led a hand.

YOU SEE, praying I personal and communal if you will. Worship places are closing fast, if not faster than bars and deli’s. Offices are closing fast, if not faster than schools.

Only true saints are at work. Those medics and their assistants and the guys who must fill the supermarket shelves with your basics. If you ask me, the very deity we seek in those buildings, is inside us and those selfless humans who take chances with their lives to take charge of ours. They are the ones mellowing down the iron wind of a viral onslaught on humanity right now.

© 2020, Mbizo Chirasha

 

 

 

 

This story was submitted in response to Dispatches from the COVID-19 Pandemic.

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Mbizo Chirasha
May 16
May 16

The COVID 19 and the lockdowns has left many people poor and it has created mounting wretched to hermits , refugees , vendors and political exiles.

Jill Langhus
May 16
May 16

Hi Mbizo,

How are you and your family doing? Thanks for sharing your thought-provoking post. COVID has definitely made us all rethink what is important, what isn't, and what to be grateful for.

I hope you and your family are safe and well.

Mbizo Chirasha
May 16
May 16

We are doing great Sister.Thank you for your great words. You are greatly valued.

Jill Langhus
May 18
May 18

Great to hear! You're welcome.

Tamarack Verrall
May 16
May 16

Hi Mbizo,
You are a poetic writer, with deep insight into what this pandemic disease has shifted us into, and what it demands of us in this new, critical time. We live in a world in which priorities have been intentionally turned upside down, and in which we hear stories constantly about, yes, divisions, wars, domination and ruination. I search for the stories that have been kept from us, the stories of peoples now, and throughout time living peacefully and in tune with the earth, stories of societies now and throughout time in which women were and are leaders, women were and are respected. This rebalancing is key to creating a new way to live with each other, a global community that addresses all of the inequities, and all of the ways we treat this planet. Thank you for this thought provoking post.

Mbizo Chirasha
May 16
May 16

Thank you Tamarack , Yes we need to bring forth insightful , educative and re-awakening type of stories. REVOLUTIONARY.Its great meeting , Aluta Continua,

Mbizo Chirasha
May 16
May 16

I want to thank you all for passing through here , let me hasten to say Together we defeat COVID19 Pandemic,

Chi8629
May 17
May 17

Thank you for sharing.

Mbizo Chirasha
May 19
May 19

Thank you greatly,

Sinyuy Geraldine
May 18
May 18

Mbizo. Thank you so much for this philosophical write up. Yes, all divisions are now useless in the face of a common and invisible enemy. We will emerge from this and rethink our actions of divisions. This covid thing is teaching mankind that humanuty is one.

Mbizo Chirasha
May 19
May 19

You are greatly appreciated my sister . Thank you for reading through . SALUTATIONS.

Anita Shrestha
May 18
May 18

Thank you for sharing

Mbizo Chirasha
May 19
May 19

Together We Rise , Resilience remains our master key to stardom.

Mbizo Chirasha
May 19
May 19

Thank you to all comrades , writers , artists and women of valor who passed through this article . We write to heal and also to see the world shining again.