On Judgement Day by Sipho Sepamla

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black people are born singers

black people are born runners

black people are peace-loving

these myths make of us naïvete


we have been sipped with bubbles of champagne

we have known choking dust

and have writhed with the pain of humiliation

singers

runners

peace-loving

nobody really sees the storm raging within us


nobody cares to know that we’ve reached our own bottom

laughing has become agonizing

singers

runners

peace-loving

my foot

I fear we will all sing at night-vigils

and as I see things we will all run for cover

what I don’t know is which peace will still be lovable

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