<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=566127" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>(Naughty Poems) The Man In The Street</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am screaming<br>At the man in the street<br>I am warning him that there<br>Are others out there who have<br>The money who can deceive you<br>To make you worse than you are or<br>Make you the princess who gladdens<br>Our long suffering eyesights</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am hammering sense into the hard<br>Of hearing brother in the streets<br>I am reasoning with him<br>To take more care of your interests<br>And the welfare of the kids<br>I am warning him to spend less<br>Hours in the brothels and sacrifice<br>More and more quality time with<br>Their mother and the children he<br>Has pleasurably and with the law<br>On his side... duly sired</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am talking to the man<br>In the highest office in the land<br>I am instructing him to tell<br>The lawmakers to make it an offense<br>To they that have made it possible that<br>There should be such huge disparities<br>In the salaries of the workers<br>And the do nothing managers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am talking more and more<br>To the girls and the boys of school<br>Going age.I am warning them of the dire<br>Consequences that await them in the world<br>Of the adult if they don't get enough<br>Education if they experiment with drugs<br>If they sleep around to be teen mums</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am talking boastfully <br>To the man in the immaculate office<br>I am threatening to expose him<br>To the gutter journalists who will haul<br>Him to the court of public opinion<br>And they will convict him and summarily<br>Send him to the jail of eternal ridicule<br>And condemnation if he doesn't stop<br>Extorting the odd bribe from the long<br>Suffering man in the street.S'true's God<br>Yuh canna quote me before the reverend<br>About that on mi pain of death</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ngaka+Motaung">Ngaka Motaung</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=566127" data-title="(Naughty Poems) The Man In The Street de Ngaka Motaung" data-description="I am screaming At the man in the street I am warning him that there Are others out there who have The money who can deceive you To make you worse than you are or Make you the princess who gladdens Our long suffering eyesights I am hammering sense..."></div> </div> </div>

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