Seems to be low hanging fruit.How the cookie tends to crumble.We are far too quickTo defend a state of affairsThat involves the powerful making lifeJust a little bit harderFor most other people,Whether its ignoring inequalitiesOr celebrating destructive trends-Humans hurting humansIs a blood sportFor which we have not lostAn appetite for.If business as usualMeans making your […]
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Freedom,As it turns out,Comes at a price.And justice cannotBe met peacefully.Righteousness remains unattainableWithout someone getting their hands dirty-The right kinds of paradoxWill always feel uncomfortable,A bitter drink with an aftertasteOf unadulterated nectar.What then, is this sanitized versionOf social progress that we areTrying to grasp at?Calls for ubuntu*By a diabolically individualistic society?An appeal for godlinessWithout God […]
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Its unfortunateThat selfishnessFeels so good.That self-worshipFeels like self-care,That small mindednessIs often the most convenient kind of thinking,That the low ambitionsOf the corruptLook like the good life,That we say “That’s just the way it is”About problems we could actually solve,That we secretly envy Our bullies because they are powerful,Unfortunate thatMany of the peopleThat championed advancementAlso championed […]
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Are often fun to look atAnd beautiful to walk in.They are not too difficult to construct.With enough cashAnd the right peopleYou can erect quite a spectacle-A state of the art hospitalA beautiful mallA school that looks like Hogwarts.Much harder than thisIs to create a cultureThat brings out the very best out of peopleNo matter their […]
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We appear to be far moreMotivatedTo offer Africans charityThan to take the necessary stepsTo see them onTheir own two feet.We project that generations unbornWill also depend on donationsWaiting, like always, at the back of the line.It seems that it is difficultTo look across the masses of AfricansAnd imagine themWell fedWell educatedProsperous.Oh, but we can give […]
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We don’t always knowWe’re in the good old daysWhen we’re in them.When life more or less went according to planAnd seasons were predictable,When the money was goodAnd the love came easy-‘Glory days‘As it were.But not everything wasBetter in the past.Life before the pandemicWas not a bed of rosesAnd it turns outWhat someone calls the ‘Good […]
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But they will rarely fail to follow in our footsteps. Pandemics and civil unrests have a way Of bringing out the worst in many of us, Adding fuel to the fires That have already been burning And regardless of which side of the argument you fall It helps to ask the question “What story are […]
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Count for twice as much.There is nothing newAbout double standardsAnd distorted pictures.Being poor, after all,Isn’t just about lacking funds.It is also aboutNot being the beneficiaryOf the benefit of the doubt.
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There will always be ill fortune. Decent people caught in indecent times Adrift on the sea with no wind in their sails Disaster will always find someone to visit. As long as there is a human race Selfishness will also persist There will always be fantastic flaws in human nature We always seem to find […]
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The worst kind of tyrantIs the one who inflicts harm‘For your own good,’Believing that the axe they weildIs pruning dead branchesAnd not dismembering useful limbs,Casting doubtful glancesOver any claims of injustice,Calling indoctrinationAn educationAnd making reasonable argumentsFor unreasonable things.To be gaslighted is to be givenA meal of hungerA drink of thirstA real-world exerciseIn denying reality.
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