Liquor Slave

No Mondays
nor Fridays.
Drinking from Monday
to Friday. As we like
liquor from Monday to Friday.
We are  liquor slaves.

We have became slavery in our lives
as we drinking nor eating alcohol
like our daily bread.
We are slave a liquor slaves.
Lucky Dube once composed such a song
that we thought might change the Nation
but our people never changed
instead they became worse.

Waking up, working and work for liquor stores
Shebeens, taverns sportsbars and night clubs
Are the better places where you find,
young one's and old one's in daily basis.
Pay days, Friday are the times where familes
welcoming severe stresses.

Old women keep praying as they hearing
voices and fading of cries during the middle of the night.
Massive increase in hospital's admissions
wards full of young and the old one's.
High blood pressure rise from death in old human systems.
oh! we have became liquor slaves.

Boys and girls on the street corners
begging for R2's and R1's
buggers around the township shops
increasing on daily basis.
Turning against our blossoming future
Sun fading away.
Shadow of the dark cloud
taking over as we turned against our future.
Liquor salve we are liquor slave.

By Bulelani Happyboy Mbanya