Poetry Blogs (Apartheid)
I expect everybody’s read enough Nelson Mandela poems by now, but here’s mine anyway...
“What’s it got to do with us?” refrained
my father when his boys
spurned the bottle of Cape Red plonk
he’d serve with Sunday roast. Despite how it stained,
he’d never grasp our umbrage at his choice,
but Nelson’s cell was like a sunken rock
to which our teenage optimism was chained.
Friday 6th December 2013 10:19 pm
The Pervasive Poison of Apartheid (working title)
In the Rainbow Nation one colonial legacy,
Which we see persisting today unfortunately
Is an attitude from a more northerly latitude of 'I'm alright Jack!'
If neighbours from Mozambique or Zim
Should decide on migration in to find what they are seekin’,
Locals will say “they’re arrivin’ here ridin’, on a croco...
Monday 10th January 2011 10:11 am