Kaizer's Musing Part of the SiteSet to feature prominently in the public discourse this year is the so-called National Dialogue, a superfluous event if ever there was any. The so-called National...
25 years ago
– written on 2 november 1988 in Johannesburg
25 years ago
this day
there must have been
some joy
somewhere
there must have been
some celebration
where three, five or seven people
must have ululated
looking with glee
at the small baby i was
crying, laughing or sleeping
this day
there must have been
some joy
somewhere
there must have been
some celebration
where three, five or seven people
must have ululated
looking with glee
at the small baby i was
crying, laughing or sleeping
25 years ago
this day
a man must have hugged
his wife
proudly
congratulating her
as she lay
on the blanket
on the floor
still weak
i
wrapped in one
of my mama’s old dresses
and cuddled in her arms
must have turned
my head
and looked at her
with love in my eyes
which nobody could perceive
did mama know then
lying in that mud house
that the infant
she held in her arms
would grow up
to be the man
i am now
in whose success
she would never share
and whose son
she would never see
for death
took her prematurely
25 years ago
this day
my thin voice
must have pierced the air
as i announced my arrival
to this world