Rapid Zambezi

From the Boiling Point

In the Glory of Morning

Faced with a Stairway to Heaven

We Travel with Gulliver

In Overland Trucks

None shall be caught in Hades’ Toilet Bowl

For we feed on manna

As Midnight Diners

You will find no Commercial Suicide here

Nor sufferers of the Gnashing Jaws of Death

Three Ugly Sisters ride roughshod over The Mother

Surprise, Surprise

Melodies,

The Washing Machine of freedom Terminators,

Sending naysayers to Oblivion

For indeed The Last Straw has been drawn

On this, an orchestral Judgement Day

Today Victoria shall Fall.

 

Thabiso Nkoana©5.5.2013

This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world

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