16 Million Sticks of Dynamite
For the chance to learn in plain English
Be afforded equal opportunity to accomplish
For a father to dream better for his son, how I wish
For a people to destroy another’s culture,
how selfish
When the world summarily defeated Nazi Germany
Blinded by a new world order to the suffering of so many
Post WWII, evil scientists still propagated falsification
Manipulated evolution to justify oppression?
Raised on air filled with teargas and gunshots
The land soaking with exploited labour’s sweat;
The tears of exasperation and the blood of molestation
We never lost our belief in Mandela’s religion
Generational poverty tightening its vicious circle
The enemy breeding an army of youth trained to kill
16 million sticks of dynamite liberated a nation
Literally paving the way for the ’94 Elections
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Born in the ‘80s, I was spared the torment of the birth of democratic South Africa.
But so many suffered unspeakable evils to make our freedom possible, on (Youth Day) 16 June, 1976.
Copyright © Thabang Ngoma | Year Posted 2015
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