Sitting in icy cold in a deep dark place, no <br />hope of escape, typing in frozen resignation <br />black words conjuring images of despair and <br />death, Siyanda Municipality demanding levies <br />while neglecting to maintain roads between <br />Kakamas and Riemvasmaak <br /> <br />Road deaths proliferating, Namaqualand’s <br />newspaper reporting on the death toll of the <br />nightmare road to death, from Gordonia to <br />Kuruman people talk about the bad dirt road <br />while Siyanda insists on levies, Omdraai and <br />Sonvallei must pay for non-service-delivery <br /> <br />Valentin, Vaaldrif, Bakenrant and Oorkant all <br />pay to maintain the road themselves, yet the <br />district municipality requires levies for their <br />non-service existence – it is cold, nobody is <br />listening, nobody cares about Keimoes roads <br />in the North-Western Cape <br /> <br />People from Verneukpan and Boegoebergdam, <br />Kombersbrand and Putsonderwater have to fend <br />for themselves; I am sitting in an icy hell reading <br />devilish messages about incompetence and lack <br />of service sending people to their death and I <br />wonder what am I still doing here <br /> <br />on earth - where we experience hellish conditions <br />teaching us the difference from heaven which is <br />created through compassion for our <br />fellowmen…<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2010-07-17-compassion/
