The fruits of unemployment in many societies have become a solution that is now breastfeeding many young people with mental reliance of choosing crime which turned them to be breadwinners in their families.
Seeds of ignorance now are reaped by confused leaders who use incompetence as a resemblance to destine misery and crawling hearts hostage with negligence of their duties.
Many streets are exchanging hugs daily with torture of lifeless bodies caused by robberies of hungry thugs.
Our minds are staged in scenes of every minute reporting of the deceased because destitution made lanes of conscience to escape humility to human and turning them into perpetrators.
Crime scenes of butchered bodies has become a norm while we are telling our stories through tears instead of our voices.
We are witnessing an act of humanity that’s being crippled.
We are witnessing a crippling gesture bestowed upon lives of many South Africans.
We are witnessing a crippling economy.
Unemployment is a sword that impaled many lives.
Salary is for the few fortunate, while on a ticking clock of reality it is a dream for many who unemployment chose to decorate their homes.
Unemployment has inflicted pain and poverty in million facades of our people.
Rape and human trafficking are now a new reality as panic buttons are no longer working.
We are used to pain as it’s gain.
Deflection of humanity maybe another version of inflation. Infrastructures are being demolished by hands, breaking them with intention of planting strategies of selling them to get money that would serve as tastebuds for dinner.
Now it has enriched communities with crime and brutality elements of killing.
Why should I keep quiet while the world’s eyebrows has lost dignity of raising for change?
Tears are now shaped with dress code of rainbow waves passing through hopeless faces.
Will I be wrong to judge those who invest their time to create opportunity of a mess that haunt many people with heart-breaking headlines of starvation?
Remind me when we celebrated democratic freedom but now that is cremated with luxurious curse of corruption.
I acknowledge excellence, I acknowledge bravery, I acknowledge transparency, and logical advancement with themes of change.
Cornerstones of change which will enable genres of future with melodies of fight for a better standard of living with a noble handshake for generational wealth.
My humble request to members of society is to kindly choreograph the beauty of this world with accountable leaders who are honest, generous and eager to break chains of fraudulent dichotomies of captured government, those who will opt to narrative of serving South Africans with proper public service, job creation and improvement in the economy.
Let’s distort advanced gossips of media that make reflections of our actions to be deemed as a crime when we confront main creators of this harsher punishment of hunger which is enforced to derail our focus in creating a progressive society.
My thoughts are bleeding in Seashells of no hope. A better source of resolution was my pieces of thoughts now combine them to make difference that would brighten faces with change.
Love Pharmacist The Poet