There is no charity,At least in this city.No work is done for honest gainWithout unknown added costs.Some call them favours,Others incentives.To me, it’s an insecure insurancePolicy to motivate workers,Who will always have a storyWhy the work can’t be done,Without paying for extra labour,For simple services, like fixing a car.It goes in for a usual serviceContinue reading “Altruism?”
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The Roads in Town
Sparrows dance acrossA neglected roadChickens cross its potholesThe pavementIf that is a pavementIs an overgrowthOf weeds and shrubsBrushing feet and rimsWhat was a gutterIs now a bushveldCreeping where tarIs erodingDrivers complain“Why don’t the robots work?”In a fury they drive over themThey collect the scrapsMight as well sell them backTo none other than the governmentFor aContinue reading “The Roads in Town”
Samuel Rubadiri 