Everybody rejoiced that day. <br />Flash lights flashed everywhere. <br />Women ululating, <br />Men whistling. <br />We all cheered together. <br /> <br />I thought my vote <br />Was a perfect weapon. <br />I thought you were <br />A perfect choice. <br /> <br />Now you turned my <br />Weapon against me. <br /> <br />I thought you were <br />To wipe tears on our faces. <br /> <br />I don't want your privileges, <br />I don't want your fame, <br />I don't wana be you. <br />I just need a little help. <br /> <br />Help with infrastructure, <br />Help with education, <br />Help with security, <br />Help with job creation. <br /> <br />Flash lights flashed everywhere, <br />Women ululated, <br />Men whistled, <br />We all cheered together. <br />Everybody rejoiced that day.... <br />...but today we don't...<br /><br />Siyabonga A Nxumalo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/weapon-4/
