Streets Of Soweto Poem by Mpho Tsakata

I took a walk from the isle,
Street of diamond and gold,
With history packed in files,
And more stories untold,

Where innocent blood was shed,
Contrasting colours were threats,
Where many wars were led,
Spartan lives to freedom death,

Lives which we fought for,
Isn't today,
Victorious fights yet futile,
Until this day,

The paradise assumed,
Long died with the war,
Freedom unlocked the room,
Yet we reach for another door,

Fights for education in vain,
History pages futile,
All the blood washed by rain,
And all tears dried by age.