To Armand Tungulu
The news went and exposed
Kinshasa has congratulated
For he has tried vividly to express
What our hearts propose us to do.
Three days later, he was killed
Telling the country how closed She is
And that a throwing on a “certain” car
Can produce the end of a human life.
Again a crime in Congo
Again a voice intolerable
After having lost more than 5 million people
This nation needs an intravenous purification.
You are late, It is now Tungulu
Do not say anything about that
We know that no one can help us.
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