Our skin of gold, sham
shamans claim our skin
bleeds Wealth, Gospel to
our kith and kin who suffer
...
Your Smile is a force
that sway my sight.
My heart moves with
your rhythmic motion,
...
I no longer walk her beautiful
landscape, I am a prisoner
in my own homeland, stripped
off my heritage, my culture.
...
The Bird in the cage
tweet and tweedle, sings
of hope every morning.
With a broken spirit and
...
Black Zombies, spiritual bleached.
to be religious crucified on a ivory
cross.
Black bodies, biblical pages of unsung messiahs.
...
I know of a youth who die of
cancer cause they won't read
the cigarette pack, who die of
Aids cause they are too drunk, too
...
Dlozi lami ngifela izimvula
zezibusiso nezinhlanhla
ezivela esibhakabhakeni senu
Zulu omnyama, nithule
...
They dance to our
music, marvel on
our poetry, author
our heritage, claim
...
You fear, yes you do.
you are feared assuring
yourself and It might
be true since you can
...
This poem will definitely be a
disappointment cause this poem
won't be a revolutionary poem
calling for arms of change, calling
...