Hessy.. Wa Dandora
The shots rang out
The youngsters spewed blood..
On the city streets..
He pulled out a phone a dialled the police.. Come and collect the stupid..
Lest we jump the gun..
He had pre warned them..
As is usual in Dandora's Hessy style
Given them fare to skip town.. or they will be dinning in hell soon..
They chose to stay and perpetrate on their terror..
Knifing innocent civilians with impunity...
So Hessy wa Dandora vanquished them.. The people muttered whispers as they followed their new hero online.
Some do claim he is military.
Yet others claim he is paramilitary
Them others reckon presidents Recce guard..
But what they know is that he is effective..
Street crime has gone down in the suburbs..
Vigilante justice however unquestionable by Hessy.. has been bearing fruits..
#HessyWaDandoraCode254
A sniper is a waiter.
You wait for the target,
You wait for the sunset,
You wait for the sunrise,
You wait for the rain to stop,
You wait for the wind to blow.
Sometimes, you wait for hours,
Then, everything is over in seconds.
Most of the time it is a fruitless wait.
The gun is a lifeless too.
But a good sniper,
Can put a pulse on it.
Bullet knows no mercy.
Too many killings
Makes your heart
Cold steel.
Bullets are like savings,
Spent wisely.
A gun is like a lady.
The less you know about her,
The more you fall for her.
Not precisely,
A gun is like a man.
The more you know him,
The better he can protect you.
I tell you,
A sniper heart is a lonely hunter.
Once, I was there to check a tall Zaki
And it became reason to meet khaki,
Very clean but most offices tacky:
A cop could turn one into a lackey!
I know The Police is for the Nation
But I shan’t again a Police Station;
A world plainly paramilitary,
Safer, not better than Solitary,
In every station, obvious gyration;
Canteens that could serve one large ration,
The environment is quite sanitary
But should not clinch The Best Commentary…
Where one runs into AK47,
There holders more than Forty Seven:
Men who could catch rogues but their eyes roguish;
A lot of money make but still languish…
No good guarantee of non-harassment,
A chesty cough attracts embarrassment:
A fat envelope and one reports a case;
A much fatter one to clean and face!
Last Monday, 13,000 young people officially graduated from Hamas’ youth
paramilitary camps – more than twice the number of participants who graduated
from last year’s program.
Hamas’ government had something to celebrate this week – 13,000 graduates
from the Hamas youth paramilitary camps, designed to encourage Gazan teens
“to follow in the footsteps of the suicide martyrs.”
Ismail Haniyeh, the prime minister of Hamas, congratulated the participants at
the graduation ceremony. “This is a generation which knows no fear. It is the
generation of the missile, the tunnel and suicide operations” he said.
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