Apologies My Community Poem by Lungelo S. Mbuyazi

Be hold, my son

Thou status does not grant
Noble community membership.
I know what a society demands,

High paying jobs,
Expensive cars,
Speedy lifestyles,
Educated people,
Luxurious homes

Look at me. I'm locked.
Yet, I had had it all.
I quenched the best of thirsty of fame.
Now, I'm disgraced for I killed a man
When I drove while I was drunken

Surf Oscar Pistorious,
The world will tell you.
Or ask Jube Jube,
The South Africans will tell you