Our Department happily paid
one million bucks for nine
pages of absolute junk
A language policy for the land
devised and prescribed by a
group of lawyers out there
The text has not been proof-
read, terms not clarified, the
concept of eleven national
Languages not understood, all
reduced to 5 mother tongues
and the question remains
Why these 5 & not the other
6 languages, we pay these
service providers to fleece
Our fledgling state because the
dear, warm, affectionate people
in charge are easy prey
Don't know how to protect us
against the wolves out there
and it is quite possible
AMCU's mine strike is funded
by outsiders to destabilise so
foreign powers can move in
And who can stop them? No-
body, of course - it's a free
market out there and we
Are the starters, main course
and sauce…
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