Freedom In Agony Poem by Tshepiso Radebe

What is a man without a vision?
What is a vision without a mission?
What is a mission without withput projaction?
Their's was liberation

They....They stepped in wrath
Singing songs for their voices to be heard
A nation contaminated with an infection
Dividing colours out of the nation

They....They kept the hullabalou going
Kept their trumpets blowing
Their lanterns shining over the mountains of discrimination
Their sweat flowing with invigoration

As they ran for towards their perception
Streets now filled with fumes
stones roaming in the air
screams everywhere

Down our brothers and sisters fell
In a pool of blood
They....They fought for freedom
They....They died for freedom.