Dusty field is mindless horror reigned
And the blood is flowing like a Nile river in Marikina's dusty field.
Contemporary history is full of repetition
There is massacre in our mist again
South African government has blood in its hands
The blood that there is no cleaner can clean
Even the mother of all cleaners! Rain
Just like apartheid has in its shoulders
South African government has a blood in its hands
Just like serial killers has in his virulent perverse hands
Maybe apartheid is ruling from the grave
Miner's blood is screaming to God for help
They are helpless in the hands of police
like a goat in pride of lions
Police acted on instruction
so they where given an instruction to kill miners
They shot and Kill 34 miners and injured 78
Police are no longer defending but abolishing society.
They are the enemy to the community
Government is becoming a pig that is eating its own children
Who where nothing in their eyes but peace of trash
Dying for being poor like church mouse
Killed like aunts, poor death is the fate of poor man
Poorest of the poor dying for bread and butter
Their corpses lying down like cows
After feet and mouth ailment have stroked the world
Miners too have drops of blood in their hands
Just like Zuma government has tank of blood in their hands
Not race-based deaths, its economic based deaths
Richest of the richer are swallowing the poorest as thin as they are
And The fattest sips the skinniest
Injustice is still walking in the streets of South Africa
And justice is the thing of the past
The shock and tragedies that the government has caused
Resemble and evoked comparison of injustice of apartheid
And the Police are fast to act on innocent
And fast on firing and pulling a trigger on poor miners
But unable to act when there is hard core criminal
Maybe it's how a long waited freedom works
That places few blacks at front the rest.
And granting them too much power even power to kill
Jacob Zuma's government has blood in its hands
Just like George W bush government has in its hands
I cant say much but may love against all odds, and only love and hope shall return all breaking hearts to its place...i hope the victory of truth will come, protecting love for innocent human_Unwritten Soul
A true poem from a bleeding heart. The pathos makes me sorry for the miners.I rate it 10/10
nice written. i like the way you look. As i have to say: SHALL WE TRUST TO THE GOVERMENT? ? ? SHALL WE RUN FOR PRESIDENT? ? ? Yes goverments have blood in their hands. you are right. tnx.i really enjoyed
This is a wonderful poem with very sad and true meaning.
it's good its has a lot of meaning try and stay safe Jacques and keep writing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very strong protest against the barbarism of African Govt.Voice is direct and clear. Loved it.10+++