Image taken from Reeca Travel It breathes and flows Down to the belly Of our city Gaborone. The Segoditshane River Has neither fortune nor fame, Its riverbed is made dead With urban waste and decay. It rests in peace And remains a getaway For crooks and thieves Whose den is in the green. Had GovernmentContinue reading “From the Hills of Gabane”
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Samuel Rubadiri 