Special Report Transcript Episode 49, Section 3, Time 16:10

They shot my son. They were leading a funeral of one of their comrades. He was walking in front leading the procession and that is when they shot him and still repeated him twice. When we heard the shots we ran away. I then decided to come home after all that confusion. When I got here they told me that it was my son who had just been gunned down. So I then ran down there and when I arrived I found him lying dead in a pool of blood. He had been shot twice, once above the eyes and another shot in between his eyes. We then took him with another neighbour and we took him to the mortuary. If they can cry with me and send condolences there’s nothing else that I see the government doing. That is all I ask for, for the government to cry with me and heal my heart. Because, when I remember my child, my heart aches, I remember all that pain because I loved my son. I believed in him. This boy used to look like me a lot.

Notes: Fanyana Sibanyoni interviewed

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