BrokenHeartPheko Motaung - Interregnum

Our leader has excessive
Power at his disposal but
He is afraid to use it because
The people who must investigate
Cannot investigate themselves
Our country is torn apart by the lull
And the farmers manage their farms
From the sky in Lear jets and
The pastors desert their congregations
For the more lucrative ministry of
Advertising Jesus on the pulpit of T.V
We are many and
Millions of new born babies must
die in the interregnum
Millions of school children must
lose out to the genocide of the mind
Because there are no proper learning
facilities where they learn in the hail
In the wastefulness of the hiatus
Millions of our sons and our daughters
must be whipped into obedient silence
And be discarded in the unemployment
lines in the interim
Millions of poor women must accept
to be lied to and survive on empty
Promises in the interlude
Millions of men must face the roar
of hunger where they dwell
in the corrupt interruption
The government must be held to ransom
in the era of impunity in the interval
The organs of state must not function
In the interregnum because the self
Serving looters of the slush funds must
Enrich themselves first in the interregnum
We can only watch and pray that you
Who has the right plan of when to revolt
Implements it to end the interregnum
Of our national disgrace

BrokenHeartPheko Motaung

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