They Sang Freedom Songs

They sang freedom songs

Marched with fists

Held high

Screaming

Amandla nga wethu

Bellowing with bloated stomachs

That the power is ours

While powerless to change circumstance

Into second chance victories

That would alter their perception of life

They sang freedom songs

Which made them remember

A blood stained past

But forgetting

They reside in a blood stained present

They sang freedom songs

while fights brewed

 Between silver tongued politicians

Yearning to keep their status

While people sing

Freedom songs

Calling for change

But change refuses to shower

The masses with blessings

As they continue to sing freedom songs

Trusting silver tongued wolves

With their hopes of prosperity