Typical Politics Poem by Anele Potelwa (Unpublished)

Do you call that liberation?
That fed poison to all recent generation,
You came with decisions that formed blood for blood
And gave the people just a hazard of a painful flood
All because of derivatives that made fair sound
And terminations whose fears were not found

Who said this instilled power?
Because if left so much saddness
Filled with tears from our mothers flowing like a shower
Let me tell you the weakness I saw in you
You had no ideas or they were few

You do not deserve
All the luxury jobs you have
You gave it all for drugs
And made a sacrifice in guns
I saw poor 'Minds'

But then still you killed the country
With these stupid policies that you find them not faulty
Now the world is gazing at you with shame
You cannot hide anymore
Either way you have to take the blame
And aluta with you slave innitiatives