A Really Awful Fix for South Africa.

I’m going to start a party
South Africa to win,
Which will, just for a start-y
Make violent strikes a sin.

By introducing martial law
The process will begin
So anybody with this flaw,
Will simply be done in.

Survivors are expected
To pay for damage done,
And they will get dejected
With lifetimes without fun!

I’d place an interruption
On all corruption sprees,
The trials won’t get disruption
From technicalities.

Instead, they will all suffer
The full weight of the law,
Smart lawyers not a buffer
As they have been before.

And jobs will all be given
To those most suited for:
Economy thus driven,
Will full employment score.

Rewards, there will be offered,
For those who training give,
And those who learn what’s proffered
A better life will live.

There will be no more handout
To undeserving poor
The more the efforts standout,
The more rewards endure.

And transport, back-to-rail-types,
Will run efficiently;
Taxi licensees-who-fail-types,
Just out of work will be.

And adequate policing
Maintaining traffic laws —
Though not the public fleecing —
Transgressions must give pause.

And criminals all hounded
To jail or violent ends,
The folk will be astounded
How much this measure mends.

And health and education
Will be high on the list
With cross-subsidisation
On which one must insist.

And governing reducing
To numbers needed for
Results to be producing;
Yes, just enough; no more.

These simple little measures,
Applied as quick as quick
To give a land one treasures,
Should really do the trick.

But if to mind occurring,
Some further bright ideas,
Then say what you had stirring,
And I’ll address your fears.

© August 2019 Colonialist