Hello She Woman Of Iron Poem by Sarah Mkhonza

Hallowed she woman of iron
Like a statue you stand
Your hand behind your head
Looking at the future long
In front of you spread. For
Grass likes to claim it knows
Where we are all going for it
Alone refuses to change color
And stay the same.

Hello iron lady for you see
The same bit of grass year in
And year out and know if this
Is true that a tuft of grass
Should fade and then renew itself
When people have no power to
Even clump and form themselves
Into a tuft and line up the lawns
Going to get what is theirs by right.

They call it government when they
Bundle people into usable hands
That pour out power together
And get things moving in all
Directions some good and some
Bad, but because you have never
Cast a vote, but voted to stand
Here a statue that read the statutes
And knew all statistics sent in
That cement our being tell me what
We should do to stop being led
In directions unsought by those
Who have us bound together in
Bundles as nations?

Once there was an iron lady
Who tried to pull the strings
The way you have your hair and
The world called her point blank
Without respect an iron lady yet
She was flesh and blood and sang
With her voice in parliament only
To hear it ringing back after years
As hard and horse as water coming
Out of a horse pipe. But one thing
Consoles me now that we see you
Standing here, she did what no
Woman in her country had done
Like you for you have stood for the
Likes of us and like it or not
Nobody will move you and remain
untouched for you touched my soul
Even though with an iron touch.