Zanele Rachoene: South African Poet
To the New South Africa
The
struggle has just begun
The
struggle to stay alive.
Codesa
I, Codesa II, The Peace Accord…
The
list is endless.
But
what do you know,
With
this God-forsaken country…
You
never know what happens next.
The
Massacres, Cell Deaths, Brutal Muti Killings…
Are
the order of the day
This
despicable disrespect for human life
Is
unfortunate yet inevitable.
What’s
there left is to hope,
To
hope that someday we’ll all wake up,
To
the new South Africa.
For Mother
Your
presence alone meant a lot of comfort
Warmth
and love.
But
above all
Assurance
that things would be done.
Your
love remains enigma.
When
I fell you were there to pick me up.
When
in pain
I
always came running, running to you.
For
as long as I can remember
There’s
always been you
To
wipe the tears away.
When
time came for me to go
And
if things went wrong
I
always came running, running to you
For
comfort in your arms.
Now
you are gone , there is no place to go.
Somehow
your name has to live on.
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