Born in the theatre of natural plenty Breast-fed and mid-wifed by capitalist selfishness A colonial and exploitative social formation We were told to close our eyes for prayers And all we had were carted away They said we were a dark continent That we had no history That we were from the lineage of apes… Continue reading SLAVERY


If you were still in shackles Of the old era of slavery With whips and rods Drawing map, leading more into slavery On your brutalized, battered, burnt, black back Would you ever have a moment of joy Than a hopeless flash of freedom In your worrisome dream? Slave! So you would be called With shackles… Continue reading SHACKLES