Wilson Tinotenda Waison Poems

Alike wild dogs let loose are my brothers in streets
Turned savages by those with all the might upfront
Without keen visions sisters backstabbing in streets
Arnachy bred, seemingly mobsters is he up in front
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To have stood firm in this epoch of coercion
In nature surrounded by busy ants and birds
The prognostication spelt doom, hereci outs
And the lands hope flees away, deeply down
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Chaos if not of legions then it be legislations
Trapped betwixt wrath and vengeance of the
Crown latter the young comrades ousted one
By one, told by the courts factionalism rose
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Chaos if not of legions then it be legislations
Trapped betwixt wrath and vengeance of the
Crown latter the young comrades ousted one
By one, told by the courts factionalism rose
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In streets brother attacks brother in rage
Devoid of anyone sage, sister against her
Own blood only because of bread... Riots
The domain turns be sombre each second
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Despite the distance far across
Nor the spaces foes seem to post
Near, Far Wherever you might be
My heart aches for you my love
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Let it be thine tongue to spit venom
From this moment and impetuous be
Our love found betwixt rage, wrath,
Anger and vengeance
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Never you young fellow to fear
And to the generality of old fox
Schemes are of taking a step to
Our ethos and values of liberty
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Viva Zimbabwe
16 November 17
Bravo Waison Tynoe Wilson
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