Home Affairs Poem by Matete Motsoaledi
Home Affairs
It’s been three years
And no progress on my request
To home affairs.
As a consequence
I’ve become a pest
Cause I won’t relent
I push on till my needs are met
For heaven’s sake I pay tax
How hard can it be
To invent a less tedious bureaucracy
Just a less complicated drill
With less forms to fill
Few keys on the till
And absolutely zero butts to kiss?
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