my poem at Lileasleaf Farm Museum in Rivonia Johannesburg as part of the permanent Umkhonto-we-Sizwe (The Spear of the Nation MK) exhibit.
(Dedicated to the countless South Africans who gave their lives for freedom and democracy)
Remember us when you pass this way,
We who fell,
Who bled,
Remember us when you pass this way,
We who fell so that countless others may stand,
We who bore the brunt of the oppressor’s hand.
Remember us when you pass this way,
Leave a flower or two as you pass along,
Sing! Sing for us a joyous & spirited song.
Remember us when you pass this way,
We who fell,
Who bled,
Remember us when you pass this way.
Remember us in your tomorrows,
As you remember us today
Amandla! The Struggle Continues…
Scribbled Verse 
🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟great pome !
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grazie, companero! la lucha continua!!!
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yr pome is very good … it’s a step toward a political poetry … in a wide way … the need to rebirth an old but evergreen way to be on the side of the power to the people … un abbraccio caro compagno da
rinaldo.
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so true, companero, we live in a world growing more unjust and intolerant towards the great swathe of humanity … but like the partisans said in the Spanish Civil War “we shall ALWAYS be many more” ! Hasta la victoria siempre!!!!!!
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Congratulations! A much deserved honour!
Testimony to the beauty and quality of your expression of thought
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many thanks once again and much humbled
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once again, thank YOU, my dear friend ☺✌😼
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You are welcome!
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