Marukgwane Moremogolo


For Our Marikana Brothers


These men, blankets, sticks and hearts
chasing the dust
dancing to the breeze
hopeful to the magic of the rainbow
of Tutu and Madiba
but the colour-change of the nyala
changed not the beast in blue

These brothers of the underground
grasping the confused early spring air
as the slight August wind cries
killing hope to blossom
singing for justice in harmony (not the mine)
in, around, at the koppie a sanctuary
yet the colour-changed of the nyala
changed not the killer in blue

These men, these men on the hill
pooped eyes, solemn song
in mourning  of their eight brothers plus two
waiting patiently for their fate
as they blue death, hoovers  the hill

These men, are our brothers
their blood, runs to our consciousness
Their spirit, hangs our souls to a bare minimum
Their memories embarrasses of chants

Submitted: Monday, November 25, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Marukgwane.11 August 2013
Rietvalleirand, Pretoria —

Comments about this poem (For Our Marikana Brothers by Marukgwane Moremogolo )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Cold Wind, Kyle Schlicher
  2. Prophecy, Edwin Cordevilla
  3. Junkyard, Kyle Schlicher
  4. Below the Earth, Keith Waldrop
  5. The Real Subject [Whir], Keith Waldrop
  6. The Luxury of Hesitation [excerpt from T.., Keith Waldrop
  7. Midnight Pain, Rites Ghosh
  8. Sea Oats Wavering, Kyle Schlicher
  9. Tuning, Keith Waldrop
  10. The Balustrade, Keith Waldrop

Poem of the Day

poet Wilfred Owen

All sounds have been as music to my listening:
Pacific lamentations of slow bells,
The crunch of boots on blue snow rosy-glistening,
Shuffle of autumn leaves; and all farewells:

...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]