Best Satireday Poems
Oh, faithful four-legg’d friend, mahogany brown,
That stand beside my armchair day and night,
And never let my doilies be cast down,
Supporting my ashtray and reading-light.
Thy beauty this day is not as before,
When once you were presented blemish-free;
Still, with all teacup rings and chips galore,
You are as always truly dear to me.
The sun has left its mark upon your skin,
His warmth from my front window streak’d your back,
But though the aged plywood swells within,
In your veneer I notice not a crack.
Until you fall apart, I shall have pride
to keep you here at favourite corner-side.
Our brothers
Were treading their cool streets
Without anxiety
All day long.
Then while they slept
The noise like those of giants
Woke them suddenly
Immediately
To the street
They rushed
And watching they saw the elephants
But sadly this new specie of elephants
With rude limbs
Started treading on our brothers
Like the grass.
Since that very morning
The cool street mourning
Turned violent:
No sound sleep
No sound wake
No sound movement
On this side of Soweto
All day long!
No sound thinking
No sound speech
No sound action
On this side of Soweto
All day long!
No sound instruction
No sound association
No sound living
On this side of Soweto
All day long!
Life becomes death
Death is living
Where they bear spectre
This new specie of elephants.