By Karani Kelvin.
Let us say
Tomorrow
has already come
The country
we had known
is no more
Its gone
with our dreams and wishes
With our
get rich quick schemes
With our
freedoms and rights
With our
big five and silver beaches
With our
senseless demos and politics
And the
fruits of our labor
Are bodies
lying in the open
Heads split
and stomachs slit
Covered in
blood soaked mud
Nothing
moves, not our fiery tongues
That once
cheered us into streets
Not our
hungry ears and roving eyes
Even the
crows and hyenas are still
Aware that
this is their last meal
Ashes of
what was once progress
Floats
about, lazily, landing like
a child's
steps on the charred earth.
What then,
compatriots, was the need
for tribes,
coalitions and plain greed ?
Can any of
these raise the dead?
