Short Apartheid Poems
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Fighting apartheid, hating privilege:
Having "favorites" (?) - thus hating Favor
Until Jesus THE WORD showed me
Anoints His children, any color
You are not seeing everyone with the same eye,how do you want to hide it?
You call every body who criticizes this apartheid regime,Neo-Nazist,and any one who curses prophet Muhammad,open-minded.
If,telling the truth is called Neo-nazism,if talking about,the people in danger is called being;Neo-nazist,if criticizing an apartheid regime is called Neo-nazism,i am a Neo-nazist,and i'm proud of what i am.
Come to the market of poet
Read, think to be thyself mate
Past to future constitution
Come to earn the wise motion
With love in solicitous veins
Come to break apartheid chains
©Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
October 23, 2023
Political verses
They came and looked.
Assaulted the dwellers
We preferred blindness
The winner robs all
Apartheid normalized
Slowly we see horror
They murder the holly.
That insists on surviving.
The pure outpace evil.
Form:
Desmond Tutu stood for anti-Apartheid
Courageously walked in front as a guide
Will ever be honored as a brave knight
Here in this tomb lies, he, emanating light
4. Jan. 2022
A Celebrity Epitaph Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Michelle Faulkner
Trophy Hunters eradicated lesser one-horned.
Traditional medicine was reasoned then killed.
The colonial era malignant apartheid seized.
Tragic wildlife ranches endangered.
Tremendous Javan Rhinos died.
Tied mud wallow was converted, the game started.
Trapped maggoting man heart wolfed.
May you rise like a Grecian hero, or Abraham's God
My other family weeps for Jerusalem; I murdered my education
Dreams had died under apartheid - I could not afford
The luxury of telling you these truths. Whispers of salvation
Cascaded in mists that promised to restore my Indian Ocean ...
Some in Israel feel they’re quite grand
Only they can hear god’s command
They often recite
Commandments at night
Yet kill and steal Palestine's land
Palestinian piazza
Includes the West Bank and Gaza
Israel's ethnic purge
Might let these sites merge
At fine hotels like the Plaza!
Desmond Tutu raised the moral voice to its height
In dark times showed his countrymen rays of light
Broke the apartheid wall between black and white
Nobel winner championed causes of human rights.
_________________
January 23, 2022
Contest : A Celebrity Epitaph
Sponsored by: Michelle Faulkner
Breathless
Where apartheid
Kills the rights of human
Loveless life where practice hatred
So-called civilized culture where nurtured
There God is sing role guard
In hunger realm where death
Can live as live
Breathless
-January 30, 2023
Writing Challenge - B Word Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Removing the mindset
of racial segregation
In this nation is in need.
Because we were freed.
But still there is greed.
Selfish indeed
Meaningless elections
Corruption accepted
And the amount of mellinin in your skin
Determines your ethnicity
Then ponder which is worse and which is better
The apartheid era
Or the post-apartheid error?
Above racism, nepotism, communism, sexism,
ambition, pollution, domination, seclusion,
God reigns!
Way above segregation, self-promotion,
physical illumination, elevation,
apartheid, genocide, cyanide, religious pride
God abides!
Floating above Coptic, Catholic politics,
toxic doctrine, elitist foolishness,
putrid imaginings,
God in His Omnipotent Majesty reigns!
People attending the London premiere of a new film about Nelson Mandela were told of his death as the closing credits rolled, on 5th December 2013. My new poem is written in honor of the anti-apartheid icon and I invite you to read it here https://www.facebook.com/pages/Lights-Madiba-Action/345492948926266 .
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Iulian-Anton Brudiu
I grew up in the Old South Africa
During the Apartheid era
So i know what it means to be racist
But all i see is faces
And judge people solely on what
comes out of them
White is no more right
Than black is supposed to be wrong
The only thing worthy of hate
Is those who hate for no other reason
Than stupid is as stupid does
Be that any colour
Sister or Brother
By applying policies of apartheid
Or practising racial discrimination
Who want themselves or their clan
To be seen above than the rest of the world
People of this globe throw them down
But the man instead of pulling himself up
Bring up all in the line of equality
People of this globe push his stature above
Much more than the rest of humanity
Showing for him unprecedented respect and love.
Form:
Your stretched nerves
move, like a reptile
in a dance;
for the evolution of sexuality.
The exodus was a stunt
playing with fire.
I will hide nothing.
I was a cloud within a dot.
Unknowing the fall, I
seek, the failure, to climb
again on strange words
to find the underlying meaning of pain.
You begin exploring
the hills after the unexplained
apartheid, after the bloodbath
of the golden peacocks.
Satish Verma
We all rejoice to see
The wounds of apartheid heal
We are so happy to witness
Black men flourish in business.
It is a delight to see
A black man in a white-collar job,
Watching a white child chase a black child
In play is a pleasant scene.
We smile as we see
Black people deciding their fate;
What a sight it is when black students
Protest to shape education for a better state.
We are delighted to witness
A new and changed South Africa.
She’s my beautiful infection,
My toxic allure,
She’s the drug for my suicide.
She’s stolen my reflection,
My mind is obscure,
She’s my rational apartheid.
I’m her perfect hygiene,
Her ideal sanitize,
I’m the only thing to clean her life out.
I’m her classy and clean,
Her beautiful surprise,
I’m her complete utter mental washout.
Always have been a victim of apartheid
How does one feel?
When he is a victim not a victor
When he is ruled not a ruler
No room of his own
No empty space left to exploit
Cannot even sit and think vagabonded
Each minute captured, consumerist
Deprived of freedom, liberty, reconciliation
Democracy buried, only dictatorship
And a suspended inferiority complex.
The scapegoat of cultural sadism
Insanity dawns, humans abandon
A marked, distinguished prison.
And anger
Is a friend
That the oppressed
Must seize;
A purgative drug
To cleanse and preserve
The knowledge
And indignation
With which they affront
Agglutinated
The excesses of apartheid!
Come! Behold the scars
That those who angered
Seized- arms outstretched
Their spears flaming!
And you who dither
De-ice your souls
With flames of anger;
And un-reason
Will succumb
To reason!
Hail vanguard
Of our freedom! Hail!
(Poem written for that dark era, happily, now past!)
Giant of justice has visited Baba Umkulukulu
The lion that gave in to wolves like sheep
To be sheered for our own freedom has died
Father of the black and white
Mentor and hero of freedom
Our own Madiba has died
Anti apartheid hero sleeps with grey hair
As we dress in sackcloth to mourn the great Lion
Rolihlahla Son of Thembu has rested
Though We mourn millions with pain
But for the son of Xhosa
We pray for
Instead of mourning
We praise
Praise our own
Rest in peace Mandela
She has taken her place on the Southern tip of Africa
Out of slavery and wars
United in the fight, against apartheid
The lady still thrived
Heading for an ordained disaster, if she listened to the skeptics
Again she rose and amazed the world
Flauntingly hosted the soccer world cup,
Revered for her tenacity with her rainbow nation in tow
In fighting spirit,
Continually using sport as a uniting force
And not disillusioned about the continual battle against poverty and strife