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THE SOLDIER THAT SHOT MY WIFE


She was fleeing from work,
That day was different,
The crocodile had lost its tail;
Soldiers had to find it for him,
Trigger happy soldiers set loose
There was no urban control,
The plebiscite was being stolen
In the delayed announcement
The presumed learned had lost their brains;
I want to know the soldier that shot my wife,
She came home lifeless 
With a bullet wound.

Copyright © Fungayi Elias Ndhlovu

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