Poem -

Our Leaders

They forget about us the minute they sat on their new seats

The only thing they remembered was to count their dollars,

They had made because of us.

They forgot about the promises they uttered to us

The fancy life they promised us

The new era we visualized when they brought the idea of new start

They only remembered us,

When they needed us again to secure their seats

We forgave them because they would feed us lies

Tell us they are starting from the townships where most of us migrate too

They would promise us they will speed up the process

Give us food parcels and make us eat 7 colours

Eat with fork and knife

They would do door to door

We would shake their hands out of joy

Well they don`t come often we only see them in TV wearing suit

They would make us sing and dance with our favourite artist

Not knowing they are being paid to entertain us

So we can forget their lies

They would go back after winning and do the same

What’s so sad is when the struggle was not about them

They told us for the leaders to act

We need to burn tyres and throw petrol booms as a sign of anger

When we practice that to them

They say we are destroying progress

They never said the fire must stop

We must learn to negotiate

We still waiting for progress not lies

 

Umhlaziyi Ozimele

Sandile Mngadi

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