It was always a love full of hate
bitter sweet childhood memories
and sad days when we parted.
Yours was an ugly love
though you loved endlessly
much love you took from us
only to leave us stuck in solitude.
The sun is yet to stand still
it rises on the hills of Tshandau
How I loath your fiery red-lit sunsets
Hopefully you don't remember me
Phiphidi, you are a lie
and if you see my people
toiling to tell their weary tales
Say to them, 'I killed him'.
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