South African Lockdown

South African lockdown Gone is the heave, the bustle and the crowds The pavements are weeping like widows without sounds The governments are ruling with their heads in the clouds We should not be submissive wearing fear as our shrouds Shops and small business are collecting dust, certain of finally all going bust. Who then will take care of the poor and oppressed? while the elite dressed in their opulence remain so blessed! Lockdowns and spikes, confusion and fear uncertainty, poverty, protest and crime become clear stand on your balconies, porches or steps, shout out your anger at being so misled don’t clap for key staff members but for your freedoms instead What is the virus which has so much clout We are starting to question it has left us in doubt Fear is holding us hostage with dread We need to be working as who buys the bread? Ease off the peddle of this vicious control you have each country stuck in a hole We will not be silenced our voices will be heard We will not go down without a fight this is absurd Release these clasps Remove these masks We were born free as birds Our anger is stirred our vision not blurred