Out on the harsh sere veldt
The springbok ribs are drying in the sun
The tall warrior comes to this place
That knows little water to chop
Acacia boughs to build his boma
Back at the family kraal.
He knows the hyena and jackal
Respects the sharp needles,
The tang of gum arabic
Which leaves a lasting wound
On thieving interlopers unto death.

February 29th 2000 MM