The struggle did not end in '94
tertiary students
living this priviledged campus playground
hear the sound
of Mandela
cleaning latrine
buckets
for comrades
on the top of a submerged mountain
north of Cape Town
we who owe our lives
to those who chose
to forgive
be at least aware
that fence-building
where
and however necessary
is still a violent act
a silent
contract
we enact
with our old school ties
conversation assumptions and by
aligning ourselves to power patterns
because context
does not allow otherwise
compromise often comprises
implication in the acceleration
of the poverty-mechanisms
of neo-liberalism
but this does not justify
silence as realism
do not confuse
silence
with realism
align ourselves as the freedom fighter's child
turned businessperson and investor
leverages the same capital
that killed their father
but do not be silent
realism is not crushing
our future underfoot
it is the lack of voices
