Really Awful South Africans on the Merry Merry First of May.

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R at her 7th birthday evening outing

Granddaughter R turned seven yesterday. Here she enjoys a treat out in the evening. Parties galore follow over the weekend – her sister also has a birthday on 3rd. We are already exhausted.

Now, the end of NaPoWriMo month, and well over thirty rhymes posted, has not cured me of scribbling them – particularly when miffed. This is inspired by xenophobia and the statues debacle – to be reverted to! – plus taking over an hour to get to the Country Club due to roads blocked off for ‘Workers’ doing their thing on the streets.

South Africans – well, some –
Given prospects of real work
Quite swiftly will become
Greatly predisposed to shirk.

They do like to be paid,
And regard it as their due –
Ask effort to be made?
Opposition will ensue.

And “Workers’ Day” these greet
As a chance to have some fun
By marching down the street,
Thus disrupting everyone.

Some workforces of ten,
Get but little progress made;
Nine stand and watch, while then
One, perhaps, may wield a spade.

However, should you ask
That they pillage and destroy,
They go about the task
With all evidence of joy.

These love to rip apart
Every object of the past,
And yet, they’ve yet to start
Their own heritage to last.

They have some petty kings
Who are really quite absurd;
When these say stupid things,
Many hang on every word.

When any enterprise
From the ‘foreigners’ they see
Such folk they then despise –
Eaten up with jealousy.

Yet, ‘foreigners’ they were
When they first came to this land,
 If, to that, you refer,
They choose not to understand.

© Colonialist May 2015 (WordPress)

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17 Responses to Really Awful South Africans on the Merry Merry First of May.

  1. gipsika says:

    Hi Col… :-] (*lopsided smile, I’ve been absentee*) Can only agree with the poem, it boggles the mind. The path forward? (*shrug and sigh*)

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  2. Grannymar says:

    We have folk like that here. they bring chaos and murder to our streets about the flying of flags, yet they have no idea of how to show respect for the very same flags!


  3. The Asian says:

    Looks like R is having Chico the Clown there. I used to love that in my younger years.
    You’ve hit the nail on the head with your poem.

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    • colonialist says:

      No, this is just following the birthday chorus act at Spur – not one of my favourite places, but the kids love it.
      You have to experience it at first hand to know that I have been fairly mild in describing the ones whose thinking – or what passes for that – is on these lines.


  4. Patrecia (with an E) says:

    is your opinion of President Zuma the same as Kathy…..

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Pussycat44 says:

    Perfect description of the State of the Nation!


  6. bulldog says:

    This not only a good poem it is also so damn true…

    Liked by 2 people

  7. Hear hear!! You really tell it like it is, Col. 🙂

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