Youth16 Poem by Black Consciousness Poetry BCP

Youth16



The greatest holocaust of
your beautiful minds is not
documented nor will it be
televised.
No search led to rescue
your lost memory, black
child the remnants of the
rainbow nation's nuclear
bomb that shuttered your
earthly humanity, to an
extent of rats rotting in
slums and Ghettos.

Scrapping crumbs of white
bread, may the day come
when you will suffocate
the ivory cities that vomits
you, that moment will be
as precise as Malcom meeting
Martin for the first and last time.

May the day come when you will
electrify the ivory cities, set
them alight, Rhodes will fall
as you stand, no bullets will
shoot you down, stronger you
are, standing on the great
shoulders of your forebears.

|Suss KaMzibeni|

Youth16
Thursday, October 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: african poem
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