Yakabatanidzwa ruzha

The same voices that once welcomed him now passed by without notice. He was no longer the center of attention. He was alone. Hungry and unsure of what to do, he searched for work. He went from place to place, asking for anything he could find. Eventually, someone offered him a job. It was not a good job. He was sent into the fields to feed pigs. This was one of the lowest positions he could have taken. The work was dirty and unpleasant. The conditions were harsh. It was far from the life h