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They Took More
This poem I dedicate to the people in my household the night our home was invaded by two men Its 3:41 soaked in fear We are ordered to hide near They crushed what was once my home And removed any remainder of peace The gates rattle send a fearful and cold shrill They stole a "TV" But if they only knew ! That they stole a 12 year old's security Horror climbed the stairs Through what could have been If they shot us dead That night will always remain dark Shots were fired ! We were chuffed into a cupboard Three children unknown to what was occurring I Heard my mothers panic God seemed to hear her call One shot but 7 mentally bruised Left with confused faces asking what next ? For a moment we seemed to be lost A "Tsotsi" stole more than a TV That night he stole innocence and peace He stole a young boys sense of security What do we think that a gun defines power Since its existence We think it justifies the injustice It removes the stains of hate It soothes the insanity of the mind It is the easy way out It is protection Well with the many reasons it has One is, its a reality of death
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