Cry the beloved Buluk
It was not night or even twilight but at blazing noon that they came; Men with guns like gangsters in American films rode up, and opened fire! Up into the open air and all around bullets flew. People screamed in agony, blood flowed in the street, the police officers across the road did not wait to call for backup but went straight over the wall running for dear life. cry the beloved Buluk! In majesty, they strolled into Adabiak and helped themselves to cash and goodies. Armed thieves have taken us captive in our own town and neighbourhood Armed tugs rape our land and people, Must we stand like sheep? Cry the beloved Buluk! Protest we did we the youth out in rage and they called us names and took us to court that we did not seek permission. cry the beloved Buluk! Tell me, you black sheep! conspirators in our rape, partakers in iniquity. Did these thieves seek permission, when they stopped us on the road and took our monies and goods? When they stalked us by day, went