Auckland Poetry

Tama and his mates got raided
It came without warning
An IRA type of war planned
Here in our precious land.

Tama and his mates got busted
No body snuffed it
Body count none
When was this begun?

Tama and his mates got snapped
Road blocks, check points,
Assassins manned the gate.
Is this really a terrorist state?

Tama and his mates got caught
By the strong arm of the law
Come on Judge
This was a mistake
Free Tama Iti, for everyone’s sake.

Trackback URI | Comments RSS