Tinashe Mupedzapasi

Rookie - 247 Points (12-07-1993)

Iron Rulers - Poem by Tinashe Mupedzapasi

Fishing in troubled waters
Causing the poor to cry
Dyng begging for their lives
Cursing the days they were born
Wishing they were never born
Cursing the womb in which they were concieved
Causing the needy to weep
Taking a little they have
Blood thirst brutals
They rule with iron feasts
Bloody killers
They call themselves politicians.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013


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