tin foods and freeze dried groceries
boxed and packed
putting the boys to work because
an unknown tiding passed our ears
stocking the old redundant cellar
the housekeeper made it hospitable
father said that F.W. De Klerk
sold us out for the freedom of the devil
that all due haste was needed because
A civil war was looming
An old man tested and tried at the Rivonia
trail…condemned because he spoke out
“I cherished the idea of a democracy where all
Men and Woman is equal, that dream will come”
He allegedly was packing his suitcase and
dancing the jail rock blues no more
ready to walk and and to drive us into the
sea where we came from
An European Diaspora foretold in the classrooms
Telling tales that the communists was waiting on the
borders
Waiting for Mandela to take the stage
reclaiming his 27 years misery from us
Coming out of bondage, the world waiting and us
loading caliber magazines
Mandela said:
“I cherished the idea of a democracy where all
Men and Woman is equal, that dream is today”.
putting our guns down and leaving the cellar
we went outside and the sun was shining
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem