Intoxicated with
'Might is right! '
The moral dwarfs,
With beefed up muscles
And iron fists,
Drove home fright
Killing and leeching
Alienated natives
Day and night!
They brutally
Subjugated many,
With bare hands,
For God-given freedom
Who have to fight!
Up on gaining
Back freedom,
Revolted by
'An eye for an eye! '
Mandela the moral giant
Declared
'Retaliation what for
and why?
A moral dwarf, like
Ex-bosses,
Degrade myself must I?
Though I was robbed of
Sunlight from a lullaby
Almost to the day
I die!
The 'peace and considerateness'
Placard is what we must
Worldwide hover high!
All of us are on our way out
So, let us make sure
Behind us we leave
Days bright!
Also, we must not forget
Among the white
The presence of
The moral giants,
Who fight for
Blacks' right! '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem