By Ndaba Nhuku.
Gukurahundi massacres’ brutality acts could have been the worst in Africa.
It was all due to psychopath Perence Shiri ‘s sickening command!
At gun point, forcing family members to kill each other
Forcing family members to beat each other to death whilst some were singing
Killing pregnant women after ripping ‘dissident babies’ from their stomachs
Burning families alive in hut
Burying people alive
Shoving folks down mine shafts
Killing people for merely inability to speak a certain language.
Killing folks for merely assuming they supported a rival party
Forcing people to sing and dance till they begged to be killed
The Chief bastard is dead! He died without apologising. The ugly monster has died without even a statement about his own role in killing his own people. The psychopath has died? A natural death?? Poisoned by his own? Covid 19? Shit, he not die a painful death. He was not roasted or buried alive. He was not beaten to death by his loved ones. Umthakathi is nomore? Sihle darling, Clifford my dear cousin, wake up and sing and dance with me. My innocent Nemane school classmates and teachers, wake up, let’s rejoice at the death of the Commander of Brutality! Hurrah hurray hurrah the evil monster is nomore, he is dead and dead. Died alone and like you will not be buried by a few.
Roast in eternity wena muroyi ayidarika varoyi. I celebrate the death of this monstrous evil yet painfully recall and mourn the death of my loved ones and all the others who died at the hands of mgodoyi Shiri. Oh how l wish l could at Tsholotsho with my contemporaries today. How l wish l could be with my childhood friends. Oh but how so painful recalling those recoiling fearful faces. Waking up not knowing when those Gukurahundi monsters would descend on the villages. Fearful not knowing who will be next, not knowing when you will last see a loved one. Muffled tears of fear on all faces. Perence Shiri, the fear your name brought is the joy your death brings today. Today l celebrate alone the death you faced alone. Whoever and whatever took your life; may the gods be in celebratory mood to welcome you up with a shovel of red hot coals. Ohh you monster, l mournfully celebrate your death with tears of anger and joy. Bakithi, one down. Vanochema imbwa, mhondi, muroyi, mthakathi wezigodo, murderous Gukurahundist minister Perence Shiri; chemai nevaakauraya who had not wronged him!! Ohh how l so wish in those unknown lands where the dead go, there was indeed a hell where this evil monster of a husband, child, father, uncle, brother, cousin, commander, minister, would go to roast in a worse corner than he made on earth for others!!!
Champaign. Champaign. Nhasi kumafaro. The music bygone blaring. Munotofawo nhai? Has anyone checked if all ice cream poison capsules are still there? Has Covid become a cover of evil deeds?
Hekani varidzi verufu,
Mongochemana misodzi semusingapedzane,
Momhanya kurufu rwamoziva semusingaruzivi,
Morongedza rufu rwenyu semogadzirira maitiro aNyadenga,
Modonhedza misodzi yekuchema dzevarwadziwa, imi murikufara
Rufu haruna mugoni; rufu ndimaunganidze, ndimapesanise.
Lala ungalali ngokuthula mthakathi
Ingathi inja zonke osebenze lazo zingakulandela kogoqanyawo
Lona bethi umthakathi wobubi kahambi lobubi bakhe bonke, obakho thwala bonke wedwa mgodoyi
The bastard of bastards must burn in hell
May his grave not even welcome this monstrous bastard
Perence Shiri, hamba mthakathi wezigodo owanza abantu babulalana ngezigodo.
You lived your life of evilness to the last
From Gukurahundi to today plotting the murder of innocent civilians!!! Go yea muroyi mthakathi gukurahundist!!
Go join Nkala and walk together bathakathi
How could a human being, then so young and handsome, someone’s child; be so cruel beyond imagination?
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