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MEGA POET Issue no: 01 our tongues tied by words we never said Eyes are lonely skies, dark clouds limit our vision tell the sun to shine through these shut eyes and dry the tears we never cried because tears never cried cannot dry Free dumbs remain crumbs in freedom. we are dying....... They rock big chains, we are dying beings breathing life into the nostrils of death call it swag. just because they can’t detect the fingerprints of the hands of time on us I see modern day slaves chained to the western culture. Now they tell us that we die from natural death I will need more than Moses’ stick to lead them from mental Hold on African child slavery. the sun never sets, it’s just the earth that keeps spinning on it’s axis Like I was captured by the eyes of the dying world I’m the we are not foreign to pain world’s last vision. we fore-reign in the rain when the rain bows On the psycho-path; our naked eyes will wear the coat of many colours. writing history on the walls they built to cage us; Free Dumbs walking through the valley of shadows of death holding hands with time; may the blowing winds sweep away the footprints death follows them Like the moon, I brave the night to shed light to newborns I know they will shed my blood and crown me with thorns because they are scared of the truth. They even reduced the Volume when Tumi spoke of Yvonne White people....how could they love Mama Africa’s womb yet hate her children?? It does not make sense right! They gave us identity books as if we never had identity in the first place Because true identity comes from within I have seen so much pain with my naked eyes from street kids window shopping food to brothers getting born again in the blood of another brother behind prison walls ‘live’ bullets losing their lives in human bodies cops trying to erase governments’s mistakes with rubber bullets screams of a rape victim shook me awake from this ghetto dream for a split second, I heard Sarafina screaming, singing.... “freedom is coming tomorrow” but last night, my people cried their eyes out in the ghettos They never lived to see tomorrow How do they expect us to be stars when they don’t give us space look I tried to follow Christ but I lost his footprints when he walked on water Will God understand? We are even scared to pray we say silent prayers because the devil eavesdrop but the silence kills us www.megaartists.co.za August 2014 Page 5