Human Right’s My Foot By Lwazi Nyanakancesh Nongauza

Gone too soon.
Robbed privilege to bond with us.
Gone too soon.
Forfeited their rights to life.
Living behind their
Mothers
Fathers,
Husbands,
Wives,
Brothers,
Sisters,
Children,
Community
Country
And all other divine gifts.
Gone too soon.
Gone too soon.

Blood terror in all corners of Azania Innocent lives lost with
families suddenly destroyed.
In their forefathers landed hunted
Hanged and killed.
Yes the entire black nation alive eliminated from planet earth.

Like lightning they disappear in our sights.
Living a big whole in our lives like a dried up beach.
Yes, like aunts they died.
All infected by vicious violent guns.
Please don’t ask why because I don’t have the answer.
Please don’t ask why because others will become uncomfortable.
Please don’t ask why because we are all belong to this  falsely rainbow nation now.
Please don’t ask why because there was no reason.
Please don’t ask why.
Please don’t ask why

No – to hell with that ask why.
Ask why
Ask as many questions until you get to the truth.
Mntu omnyama live no stoned unturned
Strew all the political correct terms.  Ask why until the right answers come out.
Cut no corners, go straight to the point.
Why did they died?
Why?

Gone too soon.
Robbed privilege to bond with us.
Gone too soon.
Forfeited their rights to life.
Living behind their
Mothers
Fathers,
Husbands,
Wives,
Brothers,
Sisters,
Children,
Community
Country
And all other divine gifts.
Gone too soon.

Today we talk of Human Rights.
Human rights with glaring police brutality Days mud by the constant rise of poverty, unemployment, corruption, illiteracy, rape, murder statistics.

A day with huge historical significant.
Please don’t compare this day with holocaust because Jews respect this holocaust.
Please don’t compare this day with Raamadam because Muslims honor their Ramadan.
Please don’t compare this day with any other day.

Only most lose South Africans insults their Human’s rights Day.
Only in Mzansi such days are turned into political points scoring day.
Only Azania allow such days to be drinking day for everybody.
Only in South Africa such days are party until you drop day for youth.

I ask.
I ask if, does this day still hold its historical significance?
I ask if does this day still have the honor and respect it rightfully deserve?
I ask
I ask if, we really know what happened on this day many years ago.
I ask
I ask, how should we honor and remember this day?
I ask
I ask if our overused political slogans are still the relevant ways to praise this day?
I ask
I ask, what does this day mean to you?
What does this day means to you?

By Lwazi Nyanakancesh Nongauza

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