My mother bought a new couch today
She didn’t need one
We have three.
Fees must fall is all over facebook:
“Animals, brutes, savages”
The words of the civilized
For that my dear, is how the unredistributed land lies.
Now they’re burning the libraries,
my mother says with a hiss
Are they not going to stop til they’ve burned down the whole world?
Mum, I welcome the day of the global apocalypse
Flames to burn to purge the evil urge,
to have and keep and take take take.
Make the children pay for their education
In eroding belief
Parents, in lives of taxi rides
And jobs in other people’s houses
See the tides rise like anger, settled deep, pushed down
Feel the flames rage in the dark underbelly
Why that binary though? dark and light?
White bright angels above
Threatening blackness below?
Well, my dear, history has made it so
You can’t rewrite history
CRRRACCCK! the earth cracks open and swallows it whole
Human lies no more
And all the poor souls released
From the tireless game they’re made to play
A game which history shows, only has one victor
Yes Mum, I welcome the fall of heaven to hell, the world razed and shaken to it’s core!
would I die?
my life sacrificed with all the others
Tides rise like anger, settled deep, pushed down
A tsunami of knowing threatens me
Would I die?
Flames rage in the dark underbelly
Smoking out the truth
Would I die?
The earth swallows history, cracks open, thunders, roars and — No!
History smiles knowingly, chews and spits me out.
I cling to life,
my rosey future
padded with crisp Madibas and nice kitchens counters
the marble reflects a face I wish I never knew
I guess we’re all selfish
In the end
Maybe one day, I too will be buying couches