Black Mother

black mother

the white of day stains your
painted dress
the black of night turns
razor sharp
feet that wear flaming coals
a soul that bleeds
outside and in

where trees bear crimson fruit
as roots full bore
hypocrisies drill so deep
to dig her earth
still plough the surface
clinging vines of apartheid

how much she suffers
raped and ravaged 
again and again
strijdom
malan
verwoerd
names that stain
her southern land

g7 dead zones from 48
and cape town clearings
with
sharpeville apologies
still 
segregate

now die 
and die 
and die

awake
by fate arise

friends of earth

minstrels of life 

cast a new play
sing for the future
move for the past
turn now
in loves instance

an old face 
a new name
an old shadow 

seeds to grow

white sister

black brother

white father

black mother

african 
Heart 

african
soul

=z=
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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