"It's 1990 & 
Nelson Mandela is Free"

we sing in the streets
our gigantic exuberant cries
pollute the shining air
soldiers stand by
powerless
their guns and whips can't touch
us
we are invincible
our limber bodies
contort in midair
we make love in dirt alleyways
and upturn armored cars
they lie dead in the streets
(they were once
unstopable
in their destruction
how many of my own
brothers and sisters
were shattered under those tires
see the blood splattered there
it is the blood of my father)
come kiss me
right in front of them
who stand
arms crossed sporting frowns
crazy clowns
(too bad 
they can't be thrown in jail
for masterbating
while we
make love
in the streets
(paved with infinite opportunity)
of Soweto)


Apartheid