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posted 17 Dec 2013, 07:22 by Gerry Kangalee


We are gathering again in Soweto;

Soweto where Biko lives

‘cause only silt has flowed our away

‘cause babies didn’t die to live in shanties

the gold and diamonds they have stashed

while the black betty bourgeois drive audis

on dust filled roads that pollute our hopes and dreams.


We are gathering again in Sharpeville

‘cause the dogs are in the suites

sipping moet and chandon

while our passes and blood

are but memories in their sordid minds

while our mothers’ lamentations lit rooms perfumed with cigars

where evil eyes lust for flesh

where evil eyes undress the undressed bodies

where dark secrets are whispered of money stashed.


We are gathering again on Robben Island

‘cause the monsters have turned the guns on the people

‘cause the rainbow is only an lllusion

an illusion for two dollars a pay day

an illusion for putrid water and shanties for homes.


we are gathering again in Johannesburg

‘cause Miriam Makeba is wailing

‘cause Hugh Masekela is trumpeting

‘cause Johnathan Butler is humming

‘cause Ladysmith Black Mambazo is howling

They are wailing, trumpeting, humming, and howling a new song

A new song of freedom

A new song of liberation

A new song of emancipation

A new song of transformation.


We are gathering again

All over Azania

The land where we want to roam free

The land where we want to nurture the baobab tree

‘cause ‘Umkhonto we Sizwe” is broken

‘cause “Umkhonto we Sizwe” is broken

Godfrey Cymande

© 12/11/2013

For Red Hand Entertainment