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Wednesday, September 12, 2012

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Monday, September 10, 2012

Japan Effect


A hippie on the highway
Takes the loot from a Corolla
A gypsie from far away
Gets paid from a Corona
The fastest way of a mafia
Is driving past with a Nadia
The peak period traffic blitz
Can only be overcome by a Vitz

The stranded family paranoia
Requires the space of a Gaia
Never come close with your Lancer
I disregard the speed limit with my Chaser
The rural shop owner who bragged with a Cressida
Now hoards with a Lucida
Overtaking with no mercy
The Mark II and the Hiace
Mover over create a double lane of space

I’m historical I believe in the clan of the Ku-Klux
Paradoxically, I move in the bumpy Hilux
This political game of opposition
Has landed me in a lucrative position
I now roll with a BT50 courteous of the parliament
Thank God the prolonged life of the inclusive government.

Osama


Longer than expected he lived
But longer he remains dead
A female,
Bullet-holed all over her skin
Her body the bullet proof of the male combatant
Osama’s son being bombed to heaven
Just like the twin towers on Septmebr eleven

The globe spinning
The atmosphere changing.
Leaders changing, others falling
NATO Royal Airforce tornadoes targeting,
Libya’s dockyard facilities. Israel vowing,
Never to return to 1967 borders. Netanyahu to Obama in White House lecturing.
Gaddaffi’s military installations loosening,
SADC Troika on Mugabe tightening
Strauss Khan a hotel maid sexually assaulting:
The Next-French-President tag falling
Pakistan Taliban, Al Qaeda and Saudi Arabia brushing
Tears from their sombre mourning
Faces from morning till morning

Osama: The Afghan Tora Bora fugitive
Equator of democracy to idolatry
America’s headache since Bush
Now that he is dead
Al Qaeda is sad
In Abbottabad as the chopper pierced
The tense, masses fled
The dollar rose,
Oil fell
Stocks rose,
Gold fell.
Economics or Politics?
International law or law of internationals?

Pass It On


The whitehead clings to the knobkerrie
The frail-skin to active duty
Those with blood-fizzing cuts
Can only be choice-makers
Not decision makers

Revelation


Betrayal of the betrayed
Speeches already said
Nelson Mandela, Martin Luther King Junior
The fairness of blackness
This black continent more black than the inhabitants
The black philosophy against white supremacy
More racial than the white philosophy against black superiority
It has been revealed

Criminals walking scot-free
The should-be-free languishing behind lice-infested bars
Criminals in lavish upmarket shopping sprees
Claiming half the parking lot for their fleet of cars
Affirmative action not active for already poor
The life blood of empowerment making the poor more poor
The poor apparently comfortable in their pavements flooded with sewer
The poor becoming the blood donors of the life-blood of the industry’s cure
It has been revealed

Why the rich give to the poor
Yet the poor never get rich
It has been revealed
How the laws of demand and supply are confused
Eventually only to confuse the price
After successfully confusing the consumer
It has been revealed
Why the greatest secrets of success are contained in international best-sellers
With award-winning tags and a million copies sold
Not in the pink Financial gazette
Or the H-Metro business update
It has been revealed
Why the beauty of the body is subjected to debate
On the basis of the breasts and the buttocks
And not the benefits borne by the body to the bearer
It has been revealed
Why these revelations have been hidden away
From those with eyes and ears
Yet they were written and spoken
For all to read and listen
Right in the beginning of time
It’s a revelation.

Umpire


If I the umpire be
To which side should I belong
Winning, losing
Home, Away
If I the umpire be,
The choice top me belongs
Winning, losing
Home, Away
But if I the umpire be
The racket I should hold not
Though many a times
I decide the outcome
Winning, losing