David Carolissen Away Poems
- 1. So We Were Poor...!
Yes we were poor, what da hell?
My parents could not read or write
It was a struggle to finish Matric with candle light.
When others kids could have their rapports signed
- 2. Mandela@waterkloof
The uniformed steps measured, prepared, rehearsed
Unlike our hearts, the world …
The coffin disappointingly small,