Dear Mzwakhe Mbuli
You know politics is the most amusing
And amazing of all forms of art
Politics is art yes
Almost dirty art
This system uses you and leaves you hapless and
helpless
It’s like a snake that bites you and leaves you
To waste
And never eats you
Simply for sheer fun of biting you
This is the system
As I write you this letter Mzwakhe
I still see from a distance
The hyenas that you know
The same jackals that you know

Dear Mzwakhe
This is where the cruellest survive
Those who can afford
Are swivelling, swaying in their posh limousines
While citizens starve to death

You see there is no room for serious thinkers in
Politics
Thugs are allowed to roam the streets
That’s the game of politics
And innocent citizens have to languish in jail
That’s the game of politics
You see the lion is the boss because of its brutality
And ruthlessness
But on the judgement day
The lion will be charged and judged at the same time
All these hyenas and jackals will be charged and
Judged
There are so many questions left unanswered
Yes the questions are quite appetising
But I am afraid I do not have as much appetite to
Answer them
This is where the cruellest crooks survive

There are so many patches left not mended
So many wounds to be healed
So much spiritual cleansing need to be done
Deception has been the main character in this
Political satire
Mfowethu uthixo usomandla uyakubona konke lokhu
But one day all of us will stand before the Lord and
Be judged
Even the lion will be charged and judged
Phela isilwane sithembe amazinyo sikhohlwe ukuthi
Azakhumuka
Sithembe inzipho sikhohlwe ukuthi zizathundubala

Yours faithfully

Imbongi
Albert Nyathi