Tinashe Mupedzapasi

Iron Rulers - Poem by Tinashe Mupedzapasi

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

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Topic(s) of this poem: politics

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, July 3, 2015

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