MUGABE

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Great,
He died a sad man,
The country he liberated
Oust him out of power,
The policies of gender
Obscured by legacy foreignly curated,
He died a mourning former leader
The children he gave land,
Dared not to show respect to the father

What happened? Generations will ask.
Nurture a chick, when it becomes a bird,
It will forever chase the sky.
This poem will reply.

He Who Is Not Guilty May Cast The First DenialHistórias para pegar e não largar. Descubra agora