I Was There Poem by Matlapa Maphologela

Early in the morning I heard the sound of a chicken, woke up and went there. To a place called work by many and making a living by few.

There where I create future structures with present planned drawings. We did them all.

I held a brick in hand and made a wall for tall building,
Made gravel road smooth,
Among many workers I was one who helped that pole stand for electricity,
We took light on our forehead to the long, deep and hard crake rock, they became rich and I was there.

I was there with them we worked,
I was there to create, make and learn.
I was there, I remember it all, I was there.
Now I'm here left with memories, I smile when I take memory line.
I was there. Poet Matlapa Maphologela