It Can't

This chant
that chases
after the twilight glow
That soars
above the rooftop
of the bottle store
as smoke writhes
and suddenly flares
its skirts from reluctant fires
when ZESA blinks its stupid eye again
as that dumbfounded infant
asked by the class teacher
one minus two
before it can comprehend
two minus one-

'It can't
we are not bums -
says Obama;
A government for the people
Not a government against the people...'