Be Proud Of Me Mama Poem by Koketso Nonyane

I'm your son mama
And my life is nothing but trauma, mama
I'm fighting for free education, like Chris Hani
But the corrupt government says there is no money
They want you and me to continue to be poor, mama
Every year black graduates are becoming fewer, mama
I'm mourning, seeing you take trains 4am in the morning
Exploited by the capitalists who refused you an education
And who want to also refuse our next generation
But mama, this is my mission
To fulfil Steve Biko's vision
So no matter what happens,
Should I never live to see the rise of the sun
Please tell me you'll always be proud of your son