117. MARIKANA - THE HILL OF HORROR - MARIKANA Dumela Marikana Marikana dumela Dumela the hill of horror The hill of horror dumela Thabana ya ‘tlhoko jwa bokgoba Bokgoba le kgatelelo, dumela Kana ke ntse ke re dumela Dumela ke a dumedisa Thabana ya ‘tlhoko jwa sebe sa polao-patika Madume ke a dumedisa Kana mme tota ga ke dumedise Ga ke dumedise ke a lela Ke a lela ka seboko sa masetlha-pelo Masetlha-pelo a matlhotlha-pelo Matlhotlha-pelo a go tlhomola satane pelo Every time I stand on top of Marikana hill I am hit with the cold that runs up my spine Every time I see Marikana hill of horror My blood runs cold, cold, cold Every time I see the pig-sty like dehumanising shelters Black people are forced to live in at Marikana I say to myself we have been lied to Apartheid is not dead Apartheid is not dead The sunset clause saved apartheid Saved the devil from the death bed The death bed and the grave for the dead When I see Blacks only slavering underground I say to myself we have been lied to Apartheid is not dead When I see Blacks only on top of the hill of horror I say to myself we have been lied to Apartheid is not dead When I see Blacks only falling down Falling down never to rise up again Killed in the battle to protect white supremacy White supremacy and the status quo I say to myself we have been lied to Apartheid is not dead When I see the continuing inequality In the so called new South Africa I say to myself we have been lied to The rainbow nation is only a myth A myth as dead as madiba magic The magic that blinded us for too long (From: A People of the Dispossessed Possessions)
Posted on: Fri, 16 Aug 2013 06:09:06 +0000
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