life in full colour,
where the grey reflects the black,
back when 'zama-zama' was more
than a concept; a lifestyle
of blue and red lights lighting the sky.
it was beautiful and clear:
go to school and be somebody.
living in full colour,
gracious and wild,
kids with big dreams
start a count down on those that are living.
black and white
with a shade of grey and blue,
soldiers of the same struggle
enemies of the same freedom
contenders for the same trophy
bounded by blood
divided by colour.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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