POETIC LICENCE: RABBIE SERUMULA
Apr 17, 2021
2 minutes
OUR children have no fear. There is chaos down there.
They are playing musical chairs. But instead of music, there’s cheers from their peers. Instead of chairs, there’s hands racing, there’s rage, there’s wrath.
There is a war down there. May Lufuno Mavhunga rest.
But how
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