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648 police deployed, 4000 rounds of ammunition, 4 mortuary vehicles, It was neither an accident, Nor the act of an angry God, It was neither a miscarriage of duty, Nor the act of marauding ancestors, They planned to **** us, And indeed they killed us, Like in the Sharpeville massacre, On the Marikana soil of our livelihood, Despite that our hands were up in the air, Begging and running for our cheap lives, Mission accomplished, Typical of the filthy barbaric apartheid engine, In a modern democratic South Africa, Mission accomplished.
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Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 5:26 PM UTC
Mission accomplished
648 police deployed, 4000 rounds of ammunition, 4 mortuary vehicles, It was neither an accident, Nor the act of an angry God, It was neither a miscarriage of duty, Nor the act of marauding ancestors, They planned to **** us, And indeed they killed us, Like in the Sharpeville massacre, On the Marikana soil of our livelihood, Despite that our hands were up in the air, Begging and running for our cheap lives, Mission accomplished, Typical of the filthy barbaric apartheid engine, In a modern democratic South Africa, Mission accomplished.
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Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 5:26 PM UTC
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