In a state of distress,
where the oppressors apartheid the black
And crook the spine of the uprights
To labour several hours under the fiery flare.
We are Jackie in the field of struggle
irrigating sprouts with our sweat of struggle


But afterwards,
Just like the mammoth belittle the bittles,
and got useless.
Lo, the white hope for the black became hopelss.
and finally,
The true Afro-dominants reclaimed their prowess.
© Omorh