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Eff Turn 10

#The_10_years_of_EFF_existence For weariness of being, a baton fell so hard on African soil, the barking of dogs so loud, defeaning one man conscience, the heaven asked who is worthy to lead the hopeless and promises ravaged-minds and hearts, of Azanian child, From a savaged past, tattooed with disappointment and deception and backstabbing by those he trusted, in the midst of leaders masquerading to serve, a formation, unshackled from the dungeon of bruised yesterday, a red regalia so vicious and unequivocally unwavering, took the fore front, and became a voice to the voiceless, a backbone for the weak and frail and ones fear have incarcerated. My ground catches tremors, I hear voices of reason, breaking lose my bones, a wound has festered, Thomas Sankara, Kwame Nkruma, Fidel Castro, Chris Hani, Gaddafi, Mugabe, an African Renaissance hailing and bowing gratitude that at last a seed has fallen to mzansi soil and now its starting to germinate fruits of hope, their long forgotten and burried vision for every African child, many voices across the globe shaken to their pans, a revolutionary movement has been unearthed, to cut loose generational chains and norms of man-made political and economical bonds, to an azanian child they say Rome was not built in a day, to date its 10 years, since inception, the light long overdue at the end of a colour being tunnel, in my head I hear a shona man from Zimbabwe saying "pongoane pongoane" a bit by bit, the foundation has been laid, it's only a matter of time until the vision is realized and africans awakened and African child received his biological birth right, his land and economic freedom the tracks before me are vivid, mother African is only a matter of time, the glory of your seed brings to life your hope and wish for your own, the economic freedom fighters on the forefront the gloves are off, until the vision is not only realized but accomplished, the working class, the students, the poor of the poorest, the hoe is on the ground by force this world shall realize the dream, the time is now or never EFF is the force to be reckoned with and epitome for every Melani child #EFFTurns10 #Poetic_Ink

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