CRIES FROM SOWETO

Ashes to ashes!

Dust to dust!

When shall we stop ubieting our bald sons?

Or when shall we cease nursing our uglified rape victims?

Songs of sorrow has escaped our bruised lips.

The nation’s dirge sobs strong with salty fluids from heavy eyes

Cries became our antiphon before the open earth.

Bruised by sharp boots and crisp whips

Thundered by turgid white lightning and brown khakis

Sortied by the sons of bitches who snogged us.

Carbine-armed nitwits marched down on our villages.

Freedom is coming tomorrow!!!

Cattles have gone, stroked to death

Dogs bark at the mere sight of the waking sun.

It’s another day in hell.

Weep for the pain of Africa!

Weep for the loss of her dignity!

Weep for the untimely demise of her future!

Like a woman she wailed uncontrolled through the streets

Looking for her children of the soil!

Who will comfort her?

Who will soothe her pains and relieve her of her agony?

Freedom is coming tomorrow!!!

180 Sharpeville victims troop into Soweto for earthly help

69 trooped beyond for divine help!

Hallelujah!!!

Oh Lord! Hear our cries!

We sob at the mention of freedom

And squirm at the thought of sanity.

We are gradually becoming animals!

Shall we degrade your creation process?

And foil your creation ingenuity?

We long to remain humans!

You strip our fellow humans of humaneness,

And turned them against us in cruelty!

They fobbed off their watery humanity

Descended on us like the Morning Star did

Unleashed their fury on us like the Führer und Reichskanzler

We became pawns on the chessboard for the King!

Victims of sortilege!

Freedom is coming tomorrow!!!

Scorched by antilife legislation,

Destroyed like the antimacassar of our buttocks,

We became dumbstruck aphonic.

We grunt under the weight of neo-slavery.

Effeminate greyhounds to hunt down our dreams

Haunted ourselves by monster griffins in suit

We danced to terrific rembetikas at our peril

Tickled by somber remex to lure us to slumber!

Freedom is coming tomorrow!!!

Freedom is coming!

Prepare momma!

Get ready papa!

Men withering in the prisons

Mothers weeping behind beds for their loss

Dry your tears!

Like the shivering mad man on the streets of Soweto,

Fed daily with the mirage of freedom!

Soweto cries!!!

Freedom is coming tomorrow!!!