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Poem	tangwena says this is our land soiled by the blood of black centuries smith says the white tongue goes bang bang black must learn words of a new march tangwena says every tree here is made in the image of a black ghost smith says the white tongue goes bang bang you must make your ghosts in the image of new trees tangwena says i am a root too deep for the white man's knife and fork smith says the white tongue goes bang bang roots must take up their beds and walk tangwena says tangwena tangwena smith says white is right corn cropped from the old dead belongs in the pockets of the powerful otherwise what is progress tangwena laughs the mountains catch his laughter and turn it into streams the white tongue goes bang bang the streams glide into african mists tangwena laughs till it hurts smith is afraid of the laughter the white tongue goes bang bang speaking in blisters with great pain tangwena goes on laughing
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