Poverty (By Morwasehla Kgomotso)

Poverty

By Morwasehla Kgomotso. 

English Poem

From the echoes of slavery

To the echoes of poverty

Not forgetting the lack of property

As everyday struggle tests our bravery.

They say black child you are strong

But my patience is impatiently fading away

Eaten by endless sorrows

But how can one enhance peace in their heart without basic needs?

They say we survived the white oppression

But we are stuck in poverty oppression

My hands are tied

My body is tired

Weakened by the daily struggles

We fought for freedom

Hoping for better lives

But freedom benefited the rich society

Where the rich become richer

While we peasants become poor of the poorest.

Our daily struggle is no longer freedom

But we now strive to get something to survive

We live to survive

From the echoes of slavery

To the echoes of poverty

Black poor heart bleeding