A cat and mice affair

Those that know have seen it afar.
When our people were trying to defend democracy
Thought they had one option. Changing defense into offence, yet
They were wrong; the point is to give the cat enough rope to strap itself.

One crawling insect “The scorpion” was sent home,
Simple because it had stung and humiliated the untouchable
The nice mice ended up being given the onus.
Some were puzzled and they doubted the ability of the mice,
To catch the Cat and finally restore justice

We had seen that something was wrong,
Little did we know that everything was wrong.
There is no way that the mice could catch the cat.
The cat in its catwalk leaped its way to the house of the elephant.
The rattling song was please giving me my rat.


The elephant was on its cleaning spree and had unfortunately
stamped and crashed the cat.
Finally the great one matched his equivalent and
We the wise were not shocked. And we honestly knew that
You cannot send a cat to arrest the elephant unless,
You want to defeat social equality.

Together we can do more

Yes, together we can do more rapes, corruption, and political intolerance.
Even worse together we can do more of making people our canon fodders.
Worse still together we can do more undermining of the constitutional sovereignty.

But together we have done more Harm to the country, what more can we do?
We have expelled the most respected men in the land and we rendered them jobless.
The same that were not good enough for us are now serving in world bodies.
Together we have been blinded by loyalty in pursuit of the unjust cause.
We have gone as far as support a person that embodies
infidelity, plagued by ignorance and illiteracy but to top it all disrespect of our values.

Together we can hoist our flags,
chant the slogans and even swear to kill for our president.
How that profits our land remains a mystery.
Yet we have the courage to say ‘it will not take a qualified accountant to figure that out’.

Together we cannot do this to ourselves,
this shouting with watered beaks.
What comes out of our beaks is too foul such that it will kill the child.
Power corrupts us but control even makes us immune to criticisms.
We cannot destroy the reason that Biko’s, Tambo’s and Sobukwe’s died.


No more together we can do nothing except, self destruction.
While we, the blind will be leading the blind into political oblivion.