Kwanele
By Parizo Van Thulare
News papers are full of words
Magazines are showing blurred eyes
Tears are a full house
Yet they stay hoping they could be loved
Their scars ohh lord
Those screams dear god
Abo'mboghoto
they are hurting
Abo'Mamabethu
they weeping
They need you Baba wase mazulwini
To deliver them from abantu' bazontini
Baya hlukumezeka kodwa they are afraid to say
Baya safara kodwa they choose to stay!
These beasts told them not or they will be slayed
Can somebody make this cruel men pay ?
Please I'm begging
If I had super powers
I would myself
If i had those of superman
I would fight this war myself
When usis'wam is being raped by umalume
Where are family values ??
Who will protect me when thieves evade ?
Whose shoulder will I lean on when trouble make a parade ?
Ugogo is being punished by my brother
For not sharing her grant of Sassa
Whom will I tell when I'm being bullied at school ??
God ! What should we do?
Umama is fighting for her life at hospital
Just coz she said "No ' when this stranger tried to grab her hand
Her face is now covered with tears
Her eyes are about to sear
Umakhelwane can't even walk
Coz she was beating when trying to talk
With scars like flowers around their waists
They cant't fight ,these men are beasts
What's wrong with you modern men
Why are you being so cruel ??
That is not noble ,but scumbish
That is so horrible and cowardish
Switch your ways gentlemen
Lead the way and let's fight those who can't
This is not ours alone
You have still families ,please atone
Copyright © Paris Thulare | Year Posted 2019
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