No amount of sweet words can quench<\/p>\n
The fury and rage that has consumed your souls<\/p>\n
No peace talks and promise savoured in myrrh<\/p>\n
Can restore your emotions gone astray<\/p>\n
For deep down within, in the place where beings are formed<\/p>\n
The stiletto of hatred has struck an ill-starred chord<\/p>\n
And an obscene eulogy of deaths is heralded on your streets<\/p>\n
Cold blood, cold face, cold hearts!<\/p>\n
But wait\u2026!<\/p>\n
The cries of your warm hearts are tenable<\/p>\n
But your ways are near irreparable<\/p>\n
Like it rained fishes in Thailand, you wished same for Durban<\/p>\n
You are hungry, naked and homeless<\/p>\n
In the country of your birth, in the land you fought to keep<\/p>\n
I hear your wailings thundered the earth with tremor<\/p>\n
Your unspoken gait shakes the human in me<\/p>\n
I feel your pain because I was there<\/p>\n
I took the bullet for that freedom<\/p>\n
The same freedom you trample on your streets<\/p>\n
Remember the struggles that freed your limbs<\/p>\n
The clamour that rented your soul<\/p>\n
And the love that restored your pride<\/p>\n
From your kindreds, near and afar; Black and Timbuktu<\/p>\n
As they chanted: \u2018Apartheid is a crime against humanity\u2019<\/p>\n
And why…?<\/p>\n
Why have you allowed, the bond that binds to bleed<\/p>\n
Why have you allowed, the brotherliness that builds to bother<\/p>\n
Why have you allowed, the chord that cares to cry<\/p>\n
Why have you allowed, yourself a pant after blood<\/p>\n
So stop\u2026!<\/p>\n
Cease the blood, stop the spill<\/p>\n
At the set of the beautiful African sun<\/p>\n
Talk to your brothers, the sons of your mother<\/p>\n
Call your elders, dialogue under the Baobab<\/p>\n
A peaceful and prosperous co-existence is never a myth<\/p>\n
The strength of the broom lies in the unity of its strands<\/p>\n
And remember\u2026!<\/p>\n
The brother you disown today, was your hero at war yesterday<\/p>\n
The brother you crush today, is the pillar for the wall of tomorrow<\/p>\n
You travel a mile when you go alone<\/p>\n
But your go farthest when you go TOGETHER\u2026<\/p>\n
Together…as citizens, sons and daughters of a father and a mother<\/p>\n
So united our boundaries disappear with alacrity<\/p>\n
In the face of love that binds like the umbilical<\/p>\n
The same chord that make Africa a Mama<\/p>\n
From whose breast the world craves nourishment<\/p>\n
And that is the Africa I fought and lived for\u2026<\/p>\n
That is the South Africa I bequeathed to you\u2026<\/p>\n
Yet, you make my heart ache because the possibilities<\/p>\n
Of a united Africa, your little mind is yet to comprehend<\/p>\n
–<\/p>\n
By Kojo Williams (Citizen KB Williams)<\/i><\/p>\n