Letter To My Poems Poem by Lungelo S. Mbuyazi

Go to the ageing of our generations & trans-generational;
Our brothers and sisters, national & international,
Ones who, from infancy, taught, nursed & honestly served,
Through time of distress, racial segregation & hatred,
Through space of dominance, human race & disgrace,
Though tumble down life's slopes & hopes,
In this marathon of life's trials & triumphs:
Urge them to teach to our adolescents & youths
The lessons of civilisation, mildness, modesty & humility

Fly high the message of truce & peace in Blacks and Whites!
Proclaim the good news of reconciliation & bind the gaping wounds,
To lighten the heavy hearts of those who forever mourn,
As they burry their adolescents & future leaders on the daily basis
Without hope of resurrection but rather, fear of, they say: "hell fire"
For the unrighteous but heavenly reward for the righteous;
Wiping the tears of all, but man-made orphans.
Doomed generation of oppression & darkness
And wallow in the dungeon of embalmed ignorance
As they drift humanity, in the whirlwind of this man-made desert

Whisper to our brothers & sisters whose love grew cold;
Those who're held by this systemic valley of despair & greed.
Remind them that we're part of the same lustrous family;
Descendants of the struggle of Bantu Steve Biko & Martin Luther King;
Off-springs of the 16th of June 1976 - The Rise of Soweto & Mathew Peterson
And the paragon of virtue Dr Nelson Delibhungu Rolihlahla Mandela;
So they may rise, unite, add muscle & stand up
And be counted amongst those who refuse to surrender their humanity
But defy 27 years of silence like Dr Nelson Mandela
And engrave their names with monumental stories
As we today honour them as our heroes & heroines