Surely You Are A Bastard - Poem by Tosin Abegunde
Surely you are a Bastard
A branded bastard you are
Standing up so high like a star
With your mouths filled with song
Mindless of the concept if wrong
The songs of the other land
Determined by an obvious band.
The marks behind your fathers show
The relics of your own brow snow
Just as it was in the era of moses
Generation will ever learn osmosis
Before a boot of pride be worn
Yet leaving our father land, torn.
A bastard you are my dear
Painting your heritage on the rear
Frustrating your tonge for a riddle
Which eventually fosters a briddle
After an embattlement of brain
Only to be shattered like a rain.
Haven't you shown with left hand
Thy father's houses, a second hand
Even first to no existence
And second to real experience
Despite your sunken heart
Even when claiming to be a giant.
What differs Gbogi from Kongi
Parlance of the latter's shame it is- sorry
You bury in silence, your heritage
Showing Sizwe Bansey's real age
Surely you are a first class bastard
Until you learn to make standard!
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