My Zimbabwe---Robert Mugabe
I was on top of his head.
An answer to a hairy I a dumping space.
I have seen him.
An answer to blind eyes.
I have heard the voice.
An answer to deaf.
Even if we woke up, we can testify.
Words from the dead.
All around the world are watching.
For the ears around to listen.
You are surrounded by degrees.
school can testify about you.
I sweat just to save you.
What does my tears mean to you.
I have written on the stone, for you to remember.
That's my words..me Robert Mugabe.
By munyai ndidzulafhi patric
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