The Botswana I love, the Botswana I lost - Part ll

This is not about the people of Mapoka and neighbouring villages only. Go  anywhere in Botswana and you’ll find people have done the same things to the environment. And we call ourselves people with a culture, people with a future. Am I wrong to argue that we regard Botswana simply as land from which we should take what we want, anyway we like, regardless of the consequences? Do we know what love of a country means?

Will our children and their children ever know the wonders of the bush I knew as a child? I doubt it. After killing these villages, how really are we going to contend with the fury and tyranny of harsh winds, red-hot burning dust bowls, and more terribly, floods, in the future? We’ve provoked nature in the worst way possible; how now are we going to make peace with this tempestuous woman? Nature, we should remember, is as impetuous and temperamental as we are; perhaps worse. It is not an easy thing to appease nature, and once lost nature is hard to reclaim.