When I grow up I want to be like Thokozani Khupe. When I grow up I want to be like Khupe with a Speaker of Parliament who will allow me to recall another party’s MPs.
When I grow up I want to be like Khupe with starving policemen and soldiers braving the cold of June and the risk of Covid-19 to go and get me a house named after someone I refused to talk to when he was alive.
When I grow up I want to be like Khupe with a Court that will give me reigns to a party I opposed at elections.
When I grow up I want to be like Khupe, to be the most powerful female politician in opposition with just 50k votes and 2 seats in parliament. When I grow up I want to be like Khupe with charm to mesmerize Prof Madhuku into abandoning the struggle.
When I grow up I want to be like Khupe with the warmth to make a crocodile smile even though I fight with its wife.
When I grow up I want to be like Khupe with the strength to summon aid from the dead. Alas, I can never be Khupe I am just a mere mortal. All I am is a struggling and scared Zimbabwean who can only watch and tweet.
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