The Scourge - Poem by Nkululeko Mdudu
The Cape of storms has risen;
There is trouble in our midst.
He comes to claim what was once given,
As He charges foward with an angry fist.
Calm him; call Him to peace,
Let not His rage continue longer.
Calm Him with speed increased,
For yet have we seen His arm grow stroger.
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