I Dare to Ask My Country

A poem by Jacqui Burnett. Madiba, Utata, I miss you.


I Dare to Ask My Country

I do this for my country
I do this for the cause.

I walk through their suburbs
and notice their high walls.

Mr Zuma and the Gupta’s
what are you hiding from.

Without Madiba’s calling
who will sing our African song.

I travel through the country
note the squalor and decay.

How did this new democracy
fall into disarray.

I Dare to Ask my country
Mandela struggled for our cause.

Is this the dream he suffered for
a tyranny of flaws.

Copyright© Jacqui Burnett 2014

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