A Letter to Steve

Written by: thabiso nkoana

Dear Steve,

My vigor is exhausted as a revolutionary with a cause
My spirit is trapped in a dwindling dream 
By capitalist creams
Enticing my mental stream

A forgotten face am I in the aftermath of a conscious mutiny
My heart is desolate
For the masses are desperate
And the land no longer intimate

A drought has starved my earth coloured cheeks of sorrowing rain
Supremacy is still fair
Our treasures still there
For their own there’s no care

Inequitable acts have been employed to sack our novelty
My centre rings constantly
For trusting comradery
A forced discipline not hearing me

Aubuti Bantu, a eba fela ele mantswe
Ebile nako ya gago e fetile

(Thabiso wa ga Nkoana : 2006)