I wear my uniform, my constabulary tunic, to march to the anxiety charged queue to suppress all dissent when I jump the queue."The poem also talks of an army chef who drives to a local service station on a private car to buy fuel ahead of other desperate motorists.
But hardly had the elated crowd finished congratulating the poet [Julius Chingono] for his candid poetry than some police details manning the police base summoned him into the wooden structure to quiz him on the poem.
from The Zimbabwe Times: Poet detained after reciting poem
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