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[tab id=1]What is freedom with unspoken words?
What is freedom if you walk between swords?
Does freedom come in mysterious ways?
Is what I experience one of those ways?
What freedom with unspoken words?
How can you enjoy freedom without land?
How can you celebrate freedom without land?
How can you celebrate freedom when there is a question of land?
How can you celebrate freedom without getting back the land?
What is freedom with unspoken words?
Today’s freedom is all about what suits you most
Today’s freedom is all about a fat man in suits
Today’s freedom is all about who has power most
Today’s freedom is all about who convince most
What freedom really, what matters most?
Isn’t better to look for another resurrection?
Isn’t better to take another direction?
This is sentimental not an illusion
This isn’t only a confusion but a prison
Isn’t this supposed to be about compassion?
Is this really freedom or delusion?
What freedom when media constantly feed us lies?
What freedom when they feed themselves in publics eyes?
What freedom when they ignore all the cries?
What freedom when they can’t conceptualize?
What freedom when the economy can’t rise?
What freedom really? Rise economy rise!
Freedom fighters are still in jail
Freedom fighters are still in pain
Freedom fighter’s endeavours are still in vain
Veins are still bleeding yet your excuse is lame
Lame is what you preach everyday
What freedom you’re talking about every day?
A clarion call to the conscious to pave the way
Educate, clarify that giving up isn’t the way
Forward ever, backwards never is the only way
Don’t be apologetic for sanctuary, unity the only way
Really freedom? That term is lame!
Poverty is still at the centre of every debate
Edu-system is still a struggle students are forced to tackle
Riots, boycotts are the only pill for the deaf to take
“There is still a long way to go”, that’s the excuse they make
They took “Long walk to freedom” as their pace
Nothing to show yet they say this is the way.[/tab]
[tab id=2]Luvo Nkwenkwe is a young man born and bred in Umtata, he has a Btech in Human Resources Management and is still looking for employment. He love poetry and uses most of his time analysing and writing poetry. He is very conscious and thus inspired him to write this poem titled “What Freedom”.[/tab]