Terror succumbed to tenders

From terrorist to tenderisers
while frying us with their lies

They crossed boarders fighting for freedom of the human race
Fleeing from their homes hopping for better tomorrow
The nation lifting them high singing their slogans
Fighting their battle from within the beast’s womb
in time the feast of immoral minds crashed
Freedom like an orphan born to families of my land
Born to be raised, born to be fed, born to be appreciated
Ecstasy as songs of jubilation cuts through my African sky

Gradually we became different
As we advanced freedom Africa dreamt of
we stray away from the core of our very existence
Now in the wake of a new day
The day of terror is once more dawning
This time comrades are backstabbing each other
With fork and knifes on their queue to feasting
From a meal they should be dishing out to their nation.
Firing and hiring are orders of the new day
Friends become colleagues and subordinates

It is payback time...
Tenders falling like manna only to specific hands
Those that can properly spell the word “CHIEF”
While applying that specific hand shake,
Yes you got it, the million Rands handshake
That is always awarded as the term is prematurely terminated
as originally intended...

the nation looks on
with much disbelief but very little comprehension
the masters of the game continues securing rights
it is the time...
...the time
for tenders to succumb to terrorists.
Never mind the submission of whatalula commission
The mission is simple, freedom fighters are feasting
after all they have been hungry for so long,
otherwise we couldn’t be here...

Remember the injustice

Remember the injustice
remember the pain
lest we forget
they will teach us lies
tell my native tales
with foreign utterances
confusing my children
while using my parents
lest we forget

Let’s all forgive them
forget not the story
teach the children
to love one another
no matter the colour
the future is theirs
don’t take it away

don’t destroy tomorrow today
so remember tomorrow today
take care of tomorrow today

rivers are running dry
let your tears run dry too
but remember the pitfalls
and teach the children
to walk safer
to talk safer
and to fear less

stand up upright man
stand for your victory
don’t look away
as it fades away
strike hard at the persisting enemies
don’t fear the evil man
upright man, stand tall
stand firm
and shake the devils feet
shake the downpressor man

stand firm
for children born without a say
whose legal rights is defended by fools
in presence of the righteous man
whose self-righteous belief
makes him just another fool

walk tall
for my native spirits
defend the forgotten
tell their tales
to man of oceans
and rivers and mountains far and near
tell the tales of yesterday
affirm the position of my native society
in today’s infested social debates
be the one who shall preserve the face of humanity
in this blood sucking, money hungry
selfish times…

…remember tomorrow today
stand firm and fight
for the freedom of the “Nation”
teach values to set minds free
let my children know that
“I” without “U”
is incomplete
hold another ones arm
and affirm brotherhood
for it’s time we burry the barrels
and put pieces of peace together
to attain eternal and immortal peace

Crying shadows

Weeping for freedom in the wake of sudden fear
Tears rolling like rivers running crazy
Hearts running faster and faster, closer and closer to death
The earth is dying and the monster is breeding
As the human culture continue to play with fire

Human fear is disguised with loud music
Roaring drums and marimbas
Sharp horns pierce through the ear
Jubilating songs in the time of despair
While they soothe the hearts and free the minds
The danger is still imminent,
The world may still explode

From platonic and atomic bombs and relations
This world awaits a time and moment
When the two get to explode
And because of that
We mend soldiers and fighters
Buy favors and weapons off mass destruction

The silent shadow stares with fear
Of possible self destruction
That this same human race may cause
To all generations and species and shadows