The Hannibal's City Vs Modern Cities = Life Vs Death Or Oil Vs Waters Poem by MTHOKOZISI NTOKOZO MAPHUMULO

The Hannibal's City Vs Modern Cities = Life Vs Death Or Oil Vs Waters



The town of Hannibal's Jump

More newcomers
More Strangers
Strangers passing through; strangers staying awhile then moving on
Drummers, buyers, gamblers, saddle-tramps, visiting lawmen and so on.

Beggars
Wary faces; WITH NOBODY bothered them
Cowboys hear and there.
Fights and little gunplay hear and there
This is the city baby
No actual killing: There had never been an actual killing
Only a couple of unlucky couples were killed

Mysterious murders of the gullet couple
Bella and Ernest
They lived in an isolated area
Ep Dukes asked question till he was a horse
No evidence
The killer, or killers, could have come in the night without touching the town, done the gory deed, and gone again silently, unheard, unseen.
But today things have changed
These are the new revolutions
My new car is somebody's car
The polices themselves are thieves
There is no life sentence
These are new rights, new democracies
Whereby man marries to a man
Is this a democracy indeed?
No these are Demon Crisis

Everyday a man is been killed -just for one reason -money
Some people are rich because of the power of the other people
Those are people who are without conscious
They have no fear of police, public or God

So these are the Demon evolutions
Evolutions come and go
In geography - there was an ice age period
A period where land mass waters were much more than ocean waters
That is don and all goby
In politics -there were two western superpowers
Soviet Russia and US
That is all gone and goodbye
My wish to stick to these evolutions
Is to please the Lord Jesus Christ
To help me wake up
And be able to assimilate onto these new revolutions
At the same time sticking to what Cannibal's City jump was like
Because I cannot benefit from leaving my old royal city life
And choose to enter a new external life
Ladies and gentlemen
Everyone has His Cannibal City
We are coming from the moral world
We know our cultures
We must not tend to loose our ethics
How I miss the Hannibal's Jump City

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