James Fraser Poet Rhyme

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.

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Tracy Hogans May 13, 2009 at 11:58 AM Wow just wanna say i'm speechless rite now.. and thanks for the comment

Janette Fisher May 9, 2009 at 10:45 AM Another thought provoking poem once again bringing to light the futility of man against man. Well done James......Janette

Charmaine Chircop April 29, 2009 at 10:31 PM reborn history in your poetry here-----zulu tribe-----this is interesting and well penned----charma

Raul Moreno April 29, 2009 at 10:07 PM Historical greatness, nice work...Raul

Debbie Guzzi April 29, 2009 at 4:37 PM so interesting! are there still Zulu warriors? Light & Love

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen April 29, 2009 at 4:11 PM When will men stop killing one another? TYour poem is interesting and well written. Lovingly, Dane

Carolyn Devonshire April 29, 2009 at 2:27 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