Sad News From Home

Brothers Levi, Jordan, Matthews, Joe and Jedden, You were sheer shocked as did Sister Hussein That even this day we can still adjure, argue, advocate, And advance active activism for the rule of law stolen, As did Dr Manuele or Orton Chirwa before this date Who blustered against the egalitarian promise broken; Or as before them, Rev. Chilembwe’s burst with rage Being shocked and choked with downright disbelief At the atsamundas’ well premeditated prejudice cage; Segregation and Thangata, and such other mischief. Brothers, that day of shock, you also shade sad tears, Which many of us here have also done over the years Seeing that even this day the gods had stolen the show; Not for good reasons, but for partying ragged ignorance Of commoners: of clapping again, of praising as before, Egalitarian impotence these present day gods prance As constructive criticism they castigate; at times cajole With constipated wallets: aiming to gag, retch reprimand; As they throw all to keep the land in the hopeless hole They had damned it in with their fresh oppressive wand. Brothers, it is truly sad that even today we expostulate As the present gods fancy people that do not remonstrate; Sad they hate to hear the philosophy that does not blush When it comes to slam their ‘big-man’ mind-set upfront As was done to the past cruel gods in their groan, and gush Of verbose at critics, who did not fear their haunt and hunt But stood firm amidst the god’s aggressive intimidation, Jeer, jolly josh, lampoon, lies, lash outs, lectures or leer, Or needle and outrageous orates, aimed at the obfuscation Of the commoners so they fail to question or query this ***** Performance of raging and ranting even this present day To have this blast from the past, Brothers you saw, at play.