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Zulu

The tribe of tribes of South Africa Lead by their king Shaka 1816 they formed their state As they head into history What be their fate British Conflict, internal rife 13 kinglets loss of life Rorke's Drift 1879 Mission manned, all was fine British soldiers, African colonials Squared up to the Zulu swell Attack after attack, Murderous aggression Who really won This theatre session KwaZulu homeland, now KwaZulu-Natal Buthelizi, Inkatha political hell Members of the above and the ANC Fight amongst themselves For the country they want free This mighty tribe, over a century ago Powerful and strong, as their neighbours would know But in this modern world, as history has told Another tribe no longer the bold.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 5/13/2009 11:58:00 AM
Wow just wanna say i'm speechless rite now.. and thanks for the comment
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Date: 5/9/2009 10:45:00 AM
Another thought provoking poem once again bringing to light the futility of man against man. Well done James......Janette
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Date: 4/29/2009 10:31:00 PM
reborn history in your poetry here-----zulu tribe-----this is interesting and well penned----charma
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Date: 4/29/2009 10:07:00 PM
Historical greatness, nice work...Raul
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Date: 4/29/2009 4:37:00 PM
so interesting! are there still Zulu warriors? Light & Love
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Date: 4/29/2009 4:11:00 PM
When will men stop killing one another? TYour poem is interesting and well written. Lovingly, Dane
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Date: 4/29/2009 2:27:00 PM
Awesome work, James! The historical detail is excellent and the reader is left with a sense of sadness because nobody "really won this theatre session." EXCELLENT!!! Love, Carolyn
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