C For Crisis: Poem by Nkululeko Mdudu

A year of unprecedented problems,
A time of note in a country's history.
A company incapable of coping,
With power plans and elecrical lottery.
A cabbinet overwhelmed,
By sudden calls to action of this once sleeping baby,
Almost out; yet deep in doubt,
As duty calls today.

This adolescent government barely fifteen,
Now forced to deal with problems(some unforseen) .

Such numerous needs and heavy strains,
while no one holds the reins,
A neighbour calls for aid.

there can be no thinking twice,
But who will help us as loadshedding,
And spearheading
of food and oil price',
As interest rates
And border gates
beget crimes and sacrifice.

Aids is a crisis,
Fuel and food prices,
Emigrants will take a toll.
Service delivery,
A new discovery,
Of struggles;
Following election poles.

Our president is missing,
Too busy mediating
while xenophobic attacks errupt.

Football is failing,
The constant nailing
on our coffin yet we host a worldcup.

Bad news on coffee mornings,
And coffee breaks
Bad news twentyfour hours a day.

A new crisis,
A new country
with no one to lead the way!