Robert Mugabe Tears Poem by ndidzulafhi munyai patric
Robert Mugabe Tears
It is better to choose to stay with a rate.
It is better am still breathe.
It is better I choose to stay forest with wild animals.
It is better am still alive.
Drought come to me.
In my Zimbabwe.
My tear flow.
River of Limpopo start to flow.
The crocodile and fish start to laugh.
This dam of my tears makes frogs and hippos happy.
My blood bleeding.
That's why I shrink like a new born.
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