© Farouk Asvat
I was only following ordersMy sister
So I buried the hatchet
In his skull
So we buried our differences
In the graveyard
So we levelled the playing field
With their bodies
Because if you ask questions
In the dead of night
You are dead
© farouk asvat
composed 1995 [Johannesburg, South Africa under new apartheid]
What The Comrade Said To His Sister was previously published in:
The Wind Still Sings Sad Songs (piquant publications, p95, 2006).
____________________________________________________________ WIETIE WHAT-WHAT
Bra Frooks is ... nes 'n skollie
 'n egte skollie
 'n tsotsi
 a real scamp
 the jokerman
Bra Frooks ... praat soos 'n skollie
 wietie soos 'n joster
 wietie what-what
 tunes like a durbanite
 speaks like an englishman
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