Life Seems Devoid Of Heroic Meaning 5.2.2008 Poem by Margaret Alice

Playing meaningless games to earn the
wherewithal to take care of earthly
obligations, compile registers of
meaningless papers containing useless
information for anonymous officials,
seems more trite

Than anything I can think of in life;
now we have dismantled the last vestiges
of a crime-fighting society by disbanding
the Scorpions as they constitute a danger
to the higher echelons of our
political leaders

Who grew up with the need for one principle
only: To become their own oppressors and
chase foreign powers away so they can enrich
themselves, using the human resources of
Africa as their footstool while the masses
are happy

Knowing they are sacrificed for their own
people – no Colonial Power can bring aid and
education unasked-for and require obedience to
foreign ideals like human rights; or teach
Christian virtues like justice and forgive-
ness of sins

Life seems devoid of heroic meaning - the only
goal is to live and die like a procreating animal
without regard for abstract principles
and obligations incurred by privileges…