I feel I owe it to the giants who fell at Lomnin Marikana last year. Their blood does not echoe only in the mining industry, nor in 2012 alone, but represent the conscious of the majority at large and will always be fresh in our minds nd stays forever. The giants bravely fell on the 16th August last year, as a cause by government police orderd to protect the interests of the imperialists. I dedicate this revolutionary piece of writing to them...A Memorial Poem You fell giants, for Twelve thousands five hundreds. By government dogs, you were mutilated. For the rapist to rape unencumbered, slaughtered you lay. They say you had machetes, knob kerries, sticks, were shouting and therefore you are barbarians to be slain. For what! Threat to their wallets!!! They say. I say shame! Comrades, You, whom your blood have ushered a new spell, rest in peace. You, whom your blood represent the class conscious of many in the country, in the world. I am talking about You, the brave one, rest in peace. Comradely, with a red fist raised Rest in peace.
Posted on: Fri, 16 Aug 2013 18:48:38 +0000
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