Don't Take My Dad Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

When the cop stopped his father
This little boy cried out, 'Don't
Take my Dad. I will be good, please
He is a good man.'

This five year old cries for he has
Seen and known the end has come
In times where the law is on the rampage
Taking anyone and stirring feat with the
Spoon that once was meant to ring truth
Into little ones that says, 'we are here
To protect you and your own.'

This time the cop laughed, yet
It was not funny, that children have
Learned to fear those who should help,
When things go wrong.

Something is hidden in the mix here.
We have to look at what is going on
For fearlessness is not something
Children will have when guns shoot
Too quickly for the wrong reason at
The wrong time, in the wrong way.