South Africa poetry African poetry

Sobukwe… on his death by Don Mattera

It was our suffering          and our tears          that nourished and kept him alive          their law that killed…

The Poet Must Die… by Don Mattera

The poet must die His murmuring threatens their survival His breath could start the revolution; He must be destroyed.…

Departure by Don Mattera

I grow tired and want to leave this city seething in unrest and injustice I am leaving… No, I have already left. Look…

Talk to the Peach Tree by Sipho Sepamla,

Let’s talk to the swallows visiting us in summer ask how it is in other countries Let’s talk to the afternoon shadow …

This Sun on This Rubble by Dennis Brutus

This sun on this rubble after rain. Bruised though we must be some easement we require unarguably, though we argue ag…

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