This Latter Is From Me I Robert Mugabe Before I Died
This is my latter.
I Robert mugabe.
My people.
This is what I do like you to know.
I stood and went to Singapore.
To fight the pain in my flesh.
On this day 05-09-2019 I thought to returning home Zimbabwe.
I heard the voice of my heavenly father calling my name.
My son Robert mugabe.
I am your father from above.
You have acompleshed your mission.
I call you home, i say come home.
That way I returned home heaven.
Don't scratch each other, be one.
Don't let the enemy devide you, and steal your land.
I protected the land for you.
That are my words,
l have left,
we'll meet again.
Poem by ndidzulafhi patric munyai.
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