With these words welded together like a memorial made of Africas finest granite we sing Songs for our sons and daughters for whom we could not sing a lullaby tell a good folk story sing along with joy to their first day at school because we did not have the courage or the means to be stopped on the way and be humiliated by the police asking for permits to be in the place where we were at that time. With these words painstakingly put together each like a brick of passion constructing a foundation and sending a message of our posterity we sing Songs for our sons and daughters. For whom we could not put on our laps kiss their forehead and whisper into their ears for we were caught in another passion to practically express our passion to their existence real and imagined born, conceived or just an idea These are the songs we could not sing Songs for our sons and daughters because we were throwing stones against the system in the streets shooting at and bombing a crime against humanity into the destruction of its non existence Over and above we sing today belated as it may be Songs for our sons and daughters for whom we could not sing because we were fighting the system we were banned and banished we were detained and imprisoned we were exiled killed we were suppressed and oppressed and we were driven by passion unsurpassed to sing for them different songs of freedom These words immortalized are our songs from the alive and the dead of our column of freedom fighters singing Songs for our sons and daughters.
Posted on: Wed, 16 Jul 2014 05:13:58 +0000
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