Is It Done Yet
Will it be gazetted on the pretext of prejudice
As ever spelt...,will justice begotten or merely
Remains unattainable to a few kins in mind's
Declaration of Victor's triumphant jollification
Ever schemed to subdue justice as jurisdiction
Of lame sentiments are we the booty leakers
Whom engraves the freedoms of the generality
Mongers whom strain the ethos of democracy
Monsters whom robs and plunder our bounty
Mobsters and gangsters of that sort in courts...
At the end of the day is the stereotyped "us"
Who will suffer in this political distress spelling
A shipwreck in the gulf of egocentric politicians
Even my thoughts never taken into consideration
Viva... Viva ... Viva with my vote propelling them all
Propelling them to sail through yet they too draw
A blank on my concern, the hope drifts now that
Amandla is begotten by the spawn eager to spare
His glory I shout " Amandla kumajita " Msebenzi for
I am tired of picking from their pocket petty coins...
Lowlifediarist
Copyright © Wilson Waison | Year Posted 2019
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