In The Name Of Amandla

South African Poetry

Excerpt: “In the name of Amandla
Tell me what has changed in this village
There’s no food in the kitchen
Bare children with chapped lips can’t go to school
Another hungry child knocked down by a rich man’s car
The child is gone, the rich man contributed a cheap coffin
Everyone thought he would rot in prison.
It’s winter, the school has no desks, textbooks & windows
Our leaders send their children to private schools
Ask them…”