Happy

(dedicated to the late Happy Sindane on the day of his funeral)

You were born into the ugly brutal world
where a rhino's horn was more than your worth

You were lost from the onset
A black mother was your curse
removed from previlledge at birth
too black and unhappy to be white

why did you get lost into our world?

A black life, rough and rugged
is all you inherited in your confusion
and The gloomy black ordour
overcame whatever scent of previllege

what then of your life?

A black life
A terrible life
A horrible death
Even the night couldnt embrace you

A little shade of white
A bit of softness in speech
A modesty in manners
You could have been white and spared.