Packed behind Wenera Bus Depot,
A shiny, big wheezing bus.
One by one,
Innocent citizens get in,
The journey to Lilongwe,
Has just started.
Yester-light,
The passengers left for Lilongwe and arrived,
So this light we hope for the light.
In this wheezing flight.
Death,
In the big bus death,
Robbed the lives at Kameza Round-About.
So the souls are gone,
One left a hand in there,
As upside down the wheels burst.
Is this our destination?
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