Neighborhood Lullaby Poem by raymond letsitsa

I have seen spleens torn apart
by the decorative schemes
of a rapist with heart
Mistress, and an angelic soul sister
A poet dares the world not to part
like the legs of the red sea
I've encountered the stares
of trouble holding a knife
jeering at me
Prostitutes proposed
a free share of my flesh with the world
Thieves and drug smugglers
had a tendency of snatching
my girl's purse
My aunt recovered from Aids
and got killed by a nurse
We watch daily the innocent getting
rushed into the coffin
We ate crumbs from
underneath the table like Lazarus
our lives were a curse
We lived from success
and into poverty, our lives in a verse
The minds of these government
thugs don't have great reserve
They kill en masse like London mines,
and get on poor people's nerves
My sister was molested in a taxi,
For her skirt drew curves
Act racial like an Apartheid whitey
For those alien laws you preserve
Play some Donald track
and give me the love I deserve
My language was bruised like
torn skin because
my teachers were hungry
The kindness of your pastors
has turned them into rapists
The congregation's youth is
naked in the church
Daughters and sons lie
exposed like how the pope did his youth
Lie no more about black lives
and salvation, tell the truth
These wounds have swollen,
they're not the kind you soothe
Old school thugs were smooth talkers
who lived by the knife
In a comatose situation with a witch,
you had to fight for your life
My continent overflows
with opportunistic women
With a face to distort the times
and a tongue like Medusa's own,
this woman's a bad omen
You rob gays of their alcohol at a club,
the natural things that happen to Azania