When Oil Spills Over; When Gas Ignites: WILD FIRES

The flames roar

the smoke soars

And wild fires

Paint the skies of St Joseph

Black

Babies choke in Shanti Town

As admin records singe

And no amount of water

Oh Wa sa! Oh!

Can wash away the dinged

walls of secrecy

Like no amount of

commonsense

can cover the nonsense

of agreements

To tote pitch off to China

for a few cents

with liberty

Wild fires run amok today

And no amount of water

Can put this shame away

Nor exorcise the ghost

which received pensions

On dead people name

Oh! Wa Sa Oh!

Let government files flame

To burn social development.

And burn the salaries of the incompetent

And burn the contracts of the recalcitrant

And burn the comforts of the patients

And burn the whole of Hope Gate of students

And burn the remnants

Of shortsighted Public servants

Memories of past booms

Choking sensations of present dooms

In St Joseph’s skies

Oh Wa Sa Oh!

Wild fires rise

to burn ,to burn, to burn…

Burn!

Oil money

Burn!

When Oil Spills Over; When Gas Ignites