Poem] Recalcitrant South Africa
People are being burned alive
Kgobalale Peter Moruthane (moruthanep)
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Published 2008-05-26 02:47 (KST)
It is constipated;
It is screaming;
It is roaring;
Without anyone raising a hand;
No one wish to help;
All they refrain;
So to come clean.

Last time it was Zimbabwe;
Its responsibility;
To calm down crises there;
Was demolished;
With political motivated motives;
And fail was the results;
To mediate two fighting bulls in Zimbabwe.

Today here we are;
People are dying;
People are being burned alive;
Just because they are Africans;
Just because they are black in color;
The president of the country Thabo Mbeki;
Is even fearful to open his mouth.

People who used to sleep well;
Without having bad dreams;
Are now sleeping sleepless nights;
Eye opened like wild animals;
Always packed ready to vacate;
Always afraid of death.

Streets are things of the past;
Only police walk freely;
Without a fear of being violated;
By perpetrators who does perpetration.