Start of a home invasion
On a weekday evening
while some people,
were watching the late comedy show
on television, laughing or smiling
when others were dining out romantically,
falling more in love
with candles sparkling
while their eyes glittered
when the extended show
at the cinema Nuevo was almost ending
which was portraying
Romeo and Juliet from Britain by satellite
when a father had helped his son
prepare for the next day’s mathematics test,
the family had already had their evening prayers
a loving husband had kissed his wife goodnight
when most of the lights
in the houses in the neighbourhood
was switched off
with only amber street lights shining
when most of the people
in the neighbourhood was already asleep
and the dogs in the neighbourhood
stopped howling at the moon and were sleeping
the falcons armed to the teeth
unexpectedly crashed their black trucks
through the outside gate, broke down the garage door,
broke down the front door
opened and broke doors inside a house,
causing destruction and havoc
in the life
of a innocent citizen
and later admitted that it was
the wrong address,
where they had made
a tremendous mess.
[References: The falcons: a South African agency similar to the American F.B.I. Start of a Removal by Sipho Sepamla.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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