Bolt bursting
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BOLT BURSTING [ SCOTTISH INTERNATIONAL POETRY CONTEST AWARD WINNING POEM 1997] Jabulani mzinyathi The poem of my protest Is in a smudge of blood On a graffiti laden wall It is in sweat no longer trickling Down an anger creased forehead The poem of my protest Is in a brick that will not be hurled By my immobilised arm It is in the echo of footsteps No longer thudding the streets The poem of my protest Is in smouldering tear gas canisters It is defiantly there In the truncheon inflicted raw wounds It is there in the bullet torn flesh Now it must touch humanity For justice and peace to prevail
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BOLT BURSTING [ SCOTTISH INTERNATIONAL POETRY CONTEST AWARD WINNING POEM 1997]
Jabulani mzinyathi
The poem of my protest
Is in a smudge of blood
On a graffiti laden wall
It is in sweat no longer trickling
Down an anger creased forehead
The poem of my protest
Is in a brick that will not be hurled
By my immobilised arm
It is in the echo of footsteps
No longer thudding the streets
The poem of my protest
Is in smouldering tear gas canisters
It is defiantly there
In the truncheon inflicted raw wounds
It is there in the bullet torn flesh
Now it must touch humanity
For justice and peace to prevail
