Gone are the days! When you did
the time for doing the crime!
Nowadays? All you need to do is
have a stern talk with your kidneys? And VIOLA! Early release from fifteen years in prison! The agreement though has to be that they pretend to be failing jusssssssst in
enough time to get you out of the mess you
put yourself in!
But, wait?! I hear shuffling. Sensing that clarity is vital here. This does not apply if you’re just the
man on the stree-eet! Sing it!
Believe me! Even your kidneys
will wave the back of their hand to you like, “Pfffffft! Person, please!” They won’t even respect you enough to call
you, owner or something endearing. Just
to prove that? Six of them were meant to
be released because they were too ill to remain in prison? Three of those six have since died. See? No loyalty of the organs!
Now? To avoid getting your feelings hurt by your
own body parts? Before you go lecturing
your organs in vain? First, look
around. You can make a checklist if you
like. Well more like a compare
list! Once you’ve successfully compared
the man on the street to the big shot powers that be and duly noted that you were
on the losing team? Last but not least? Double check the depth of your pockets. If they’re empty, then unfortunately, you’re officially
part of the street gang that cannot simply
consult your inner self to assist you
in overturning justice!
I’ll give you a
minute to inhale that. Meditate for a second
if you must. Hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!
Breath deeeeeeeeeply as you take step
after small step to join the rest of us on the barren side of option land! You know
things are bad when you can’t even turn to
yourself for help.
But?!?! Other’s can. As they are found out and caught and arrested
in a dramatic episode of Days of our Crimes!
The barreners? That’s us by the
way. Cheer in victory. For 13.333333 infinity percent of their sentence. That’s what corruption-convicted
former police commissioner Jackie Selebi
will have served as he walks out of prison today. Two out of fifteen years. That’s just wrong. I don't care if he looks like Morgan Freeman. I mean? Even
in school your teacher would yell at you for getting two out of fifteen!
I saw Debbie’s
facebook status earlier so I thought? Hmmmmmmm? Lemme go see what is going on so I can tell
the six people in Germany and Russia that have been reading my blog, what her and
half the nation is so angry about. I
will attach the link? Go and jump on my own head nine times? And then?
Go ask my boss if I can go home early
to get some “palliative care”. Wish me luck!
O_0
Sbu Ndebele is Minister
of Correctional Services now?!!!! He was? Just. Minister of Trans…sigh…you know what? Never-
Nevermind.
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