A cock crows
\nIts the semblance of a reality
\nThat was
\nWhere human shadows gather
\nIn the great land of the dust
\nWaiting there or getting
\nOn the try
\nThats there to bust<\/p>\n
The spirit and the vigour
\nThe responsiveness one had
\nIts the beginning of another day
\nTo the farm the waking nightmare
\nThe damnation of the sad<\/p>\n
13 hours of labour
\nIn what is woeful sun
\nPainful for the fingers
\nAnd when the day is done
\nAching backs and aching legs
\nAnd the truck back to their place
\nStoflund where the ugly shacks
\nAre of course a disgrace<\/p>\n
Thousands live and die there
\nCorrugated all
\nBarbed wire here its hell itself
\nThings are where they fall
\nIts basically a junk heap
\nWhere workers come and go
\nChildren Lots of children
\nThe family numbers grow<\/p>\n
Not having any money
\nSeemingly doesnt curtail
\nThe children born
\nTheir sexual orientation
\nThe poor fail
\nTo realise their
\nNeed to earn the responsibility
\nOf bringing children into this world
\nLost on them it be<\/p>\n
100 rang
\nper household
\nTo send children to school
\nReally little future there
\nThere is little there at all
\nMen go early women follow
\nChildren stay put there
\nIf they go to a school
\nThey get a meal
\nWhich is why they are work aware<\/p>\n
SOuth Africa is reeling
\nThe politics are crap
\nIts really really very bad
\nThere is no eternal tap
\nthat brings them all prosperity
\nIts hardwork Everyday
\nAnd picking grapes gets on your tits
\nThats what they all say<\/p>\n
You can see it on their faces
\nAs they come hom at night
\nFaces wrinkled by the sun
\nThey can just about alight
\nAnd wander back to their shack
\nAnd pass out on the ground
\nThis is what is going on
\nIn South Africa I have found<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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