Mob justice
The judge in this lawless court he
Has the strength of ten devils...
And I saw the fairness of mob justice
And with their jabbering mouths they
Sentenced their victims to the punishment
Of their blood thirsty stoning
Before my own eyes I see the tyranny
Of mob justice
It's ugliness glares angrily at me
It's victims are jeered at
They are prodded with iron rods
Their eyes are torn from their sockets
Their limbs are broken with hammers
They are pelted with rocks
Nobody wants to hear their version
The perpetrators of the hyenas crime are
Many and the criminal cowards can with
New found bravado toy with their quarry
And ill star on national television
The corpses are burnt in the dusty street
The killers saunter homeward and with chilling
Lust they make love to their grateful wives
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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