Archive for April 30, 2016


adrift, alone,
fleeing callous hearts of stone,

cast away, casting off,
shackles gnawing at the bone,

seeking,
yearning for,

somebody to call my home … … …

a common thread.

myriad strands, bind us all,
inextricably dissolving in an ocean of humanity.

threaded links, double-helixed dna,
scraping away notions of superiority.

uBuntu = i am because we are.

enough said.

The parched and thirsty,

still walk the soul-less avenues,

and the alleys of want and hunger.

 

Empty and barren,

coursing through heartless streets of need and despair.

 

“Change will come”,

said the promise of Freedom and Democracy and of Capitalism with a Conscience.

 

“change will come in time”.

Yes.

Change comes.

Sometimes,

when scratching through pockets,

for some change.

May Day!

A distress call,
echoes over the seas,
working men and women,
shackled, bound by wage slavery,
rise, as one, united, voiceless no more.

‘all frequencies jammed’,

‘we apologise for the inconvenience’

May-Day!

Freedom!

The shackles have been cast off.
Chains broken.

People once squashed,
under the jackboot of Apartheid,
are free.

Free at last!

Freedom came on the 27th day in that April, 1994.

Freedom from prejudice.
From institutionalised racism.
From being relegated to second-class citizenship.

Freedom came and we danced.
We cried.
We ululated as we elected
our revered Mandela.

President Nelson Mandela. Our very own beloved ‘Madiba’.

Black and white and brown and those in-between,
All hues of this rainbow nation,
rejoiced as we breathed in the air of freedom and democracy.

Today we pause.
We remember.
We salute.

The brave ones whose sacrifices made this day possible,
on that 27th day of April,
18 years ago.

Today we dance.
We sing.
We ululate.
We cry.

Tears of joy and tears of loss.
Of remembrance and of forgiveness.
Of reconciliation and of memories.

Today we pause.

We acknowledge the tasks ahead.
The hungry.
The naked.
The destitute.

Today we reaffirm,
that promise of freedom.

From want.
From hunger.
From eyes without promise.

Today we also wish to reflect
On unfulfilled promises
On the proliferation of greed.
On the blurring of the ideals of freedom.

Today we say

We will take back the dream.
We will renew the promise.
We will not turn away.

Today we pledge
To stand firm
To keep the pressure turned on
To remind those in the corridors of power,
that we the people need to savor the fruits of the tree of freedom.

And till that time,
when all shall share in the bounty of democracy,

We shall remain vigilant,
and strong.

And we shall continue,
to struggle.

And to sing out loud:

“We shall overcome”.

hidden between fragmented shades,
mingling in the folds of thought,

dreams ceaselessly wander on
soaring above today’s tumult,

as this afternoon fades … … …

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