One Settler One Bullet
Peter my son you've answered the call,
We all knew that soon you'd take the fall.
Natural causes are common this day,
It didn't need a bullet to pave your way!
Son of the soil how sweet the sunset call,
While here on earth you walked so tall.
You have left many good friends behind;
Where on earth a better friend we'd find?
I salute you student, comrade and brave soldier in all,
You were nominated to take the fall.
Soon your soul will be knocking at the pearly gate,
Like many of us I just cannot wait!
You hated whites it's needless to say,
How many more will you meet on your way?
You will be thrown into a melting pot,
You may come out white,
Believe it or not!
(C) 2002 William E Cox
Comments by Sonny
Peter Mokaba - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Up to his death, from "respiratory problems" at the age of 43, Peter Mokaba was an ... PETER MOKABA, ANC-LP, destyds leier, Die Burger, 2002 (in Afrikaans) ...
May he, or anyone else utter those wicked words again!
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