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Apartheid, Apathy, blacks, Hatred, racism, South Africa, xenophobia
Madness
madness took over certain streets in South Africa
black-skinned clad blacks got fed up with playing second fiddle
brothers and sisters from the diaspora were now pariah
in a frenzy of hatred, like fiends from Hades
they hacked, butchered, mutilated, maimed and wounded.
their assegais dripped red
the caked earth
a mirror of the economy, grew soggy with red.
but tell me
but how can you play second fiddle
when you are not even a first fiddle
Chaka would have puked in envy.
And the stars blinked in confusion.
mad men urged them on
and they raged on
black-skinned clad black bodies glittering with red sweat
while the whole world cried xenophobia!
we have now got a new word in our lexicon,
with so many
dissections, analysis, explanations, commentary and deciphering.
and on they raged;
Genghis Khan would have clapped at their ferocity.
And with xenophobia on all our lips,
we do nothing!
We are too busy chewing on the word into a smooth paste;
or else it chokes us in the swallowing
and we regurgitate apartheid.
Copyright © Celestine Nudanu 23/04/15
Reading Pleasure 
God bless you!
Immanuel
Thank you so much, Faroleiro. 🙂 God bless you too.
Celestine, a poem of this nature shows how gifted you are and how far you are able to run With Your imagination. Without being in South Africa, I have been able to travel on Your Words and felt the pain many are going through even as I Write. Keep it up! Cudos to you 🙂
Abra darling, thanks so much for your lovely encouragement. What’s going on in SA is a disgrace, to put it mildly. And the AU is just treating the whole thing like a market fight between women.
I do miss you and it’s a pity we couldn’t hook up when you came to Ghana.
I know, Cele. I felt bad too. Will try to make time when I visit again within this year. Will keep you posted in Your FB innbox. Take care 🙂
I will my dear. You too. 🙂
Hello Abra, I agree with you. Celestine is gifted in helping us gain insight into the resurgence of apartheid in South Africa.
Thank you, Stella. Celestine has always been good in poetry. We were classmates. She is gifted, widely read and has good imagination. These are very good qualities. I am proud to be her friend. We go way back 🙂
Ow, Abra Sylvia, now I’m blushing under my dark tan. 🙂
Thank you Stella. 🙂
great, great . it’s been long since you wrote something long.
Thank you Floyd. I know oo. I shall try. 🙂
Wow, Celestine, this is the kind of poetry the world needs. I have tweeted it to all my followers…
Lisa thanks so much for the kind words. Grateful for the tweet. 🙂
Stunning last few lines.. powerful write.
Thank you so. 🙂
Ah! What a wonderful poem. This is a work of art about a tragedy.
Thanks a million, Alice.
🙂
very powerful! I am glad that I am not reading/seeing news! well it makes life much pleasant!
I hope they will come to their senses!
I hope so too., Trisha. Thanks.
Wow Afua… This is real deep!!!
Thank you Mary. 🙂
The world is too busy chewing the word, Xenophobia into a smooth paste. Such carnage leaves a bitter taste on our tongue and our hearts wonder if these people will be brought to justice.
A great picture you have painted as always, Celestine. A very moving tribute to the fallen.
Thank you so much Stella. 🙂 Sometimes, i just despair at the way we blacks handle our issues.
As long as there life, we must have hope, Celestine.
200 school girls have been found in Sambisa forest in Nigeria. Thank God. We must keep hope alive.
Thank God Stella. When I heard the news I couldn’t believe it. There is hope yet for the 200 Chibok girls. 🙂
This speaks so loud … When will humans learn?
It seems we would never do so. 🙂
you captured the upheaval so well in your poem and i wonder how one manages to stay composed with all the daily unrest in SA.
hese lines, captivating:
“their assegais dripped red . . .the caked earth. . . a mirror of the economy, grew soggy with red.”
Sun, thank you. The madness has to cease in SA and indeed everywhere there is upheaval.
powerful and thought provoking words
Freya, thanks. 🙂
So much madness throughout the world. When will it end?
Hmm, ask again, Rosy. We can only hope we make a difference with our words. 🙂
Fierce!
Thank you Mary. Indeed we live in fierce times. 🙂