[tabby title="Poem"] they flew into ourland like locustsand invaded ourour marketscutting and chewingany piece jobin South Africanjob market these onesdidn't botherknocking onborder gates,through bribes,they boughtborder gatemanagement officialswho smiled atthe sight ofgolden papers,colour-blind toinjustice theycaused massesof loyal citizens! foreign nationalsflocked into...

[tabby title="Poem"] like goldin a furnacewe're mouldedby his wrath,our spirit purifiedlike virgin goldso we maystand boldyoung and oldbefore his throneto pour outour heartsbefore Himso we glitterin glory like starsfrom earthly tormentsthat begot the scarsin our lives though molten like lavaour...

[tabby title="Poem"] `every morning i kneel and post my earnest prayers to His throneevery Sunday i carry my Big Book to the Holy ground to praise His nameevery day and night my supplications unto His Heavens are thrownbut my prayers...

[tabby title="Poem"] campaigners climbed on rooftopspreaching & proclaimingthe Gospel according totheir party manifestos,promising the poor of the poorestimminent wealth and good healthwhere jobs would drop from heavenlike manna,where every citizenwould put breadon their tables,where the elderlyand childrenwould get fat grants,where...

[tabby title="Poem"] theold croc'slie in parliwarm couches,mouth agapeand snoreas they takea napduring ahot debateon burningissuesthat grillthe nation they onlystart idlinglike war missilesonce detonatedby noisyyoung bloodthat teachold-aged eaglesto fly likewar jets once warm blooded,words fly likemissiles thatnever misstheir targetsexploding intheir earswhile...