January 1912, Mzansi brought forth a child
In a harsh political climate
Destined to free her people
Bound to cruel Fate
Long Live Child Of Necessity!
His growth fraught with perils
But nurtured by sons and daughters of the soil
Deprived of dignity and birthright
Whose principal offence is not being 'White'
Long Live Son Of The Soil!
His clarion call an impetus to the Struggle
Unifying localized forces of Freedom
Into mass-based Liberation Movement
Brought into the realm of Global Awareness
Long Live Symbolic Leader Of The Struggle!
Fighting against enormous odds
Together with hopeful but ill-equipped natives
Onto the spirit he anchored Power
Victory guaranteed on Resolve
Long Live Son Of Hope!
Braving the slammer, torture, bullet...
Massacre of his warriors the order of the day
Energized by tears and blood of compatriots
Civil Disobedience intensify with Sabotage
Long Live The Indomitable Warrior!
At long last, victory and jubilation
Forces of Liberty topple forces of Oppression
Embracing 'no winner no loser' notion
He calls for 'Rainbow Nation'
Long Live Son Of Liberty!
Long Live The Symbol Of Human Dignity!
Viva The Legacies Of African National Congress!
NOTES: Mzansi is the affectionate name for South Africa.
Depicted in the poem is the awesome story of
The African National Congress (The ANC)
as a Liberation Movement, from its inception
on 8 January 1908 up to its momentous victory
at the 1994 first generation election.
Since gaining political power, The ANC
has increasingly changed from a Freedom
Movement to an ordinary Political Party.
And for the suffering and disillusioned masses,
democracy has proved to be a mirage:
their once hopeful assertion of Black Rule
has become an anticipation of a flashy illusion.
The ANC albeit a shadow of its former self,
has continued to maintain political power
without pause through the power of thumb.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem