malcolm x

we was always beautiful

We was always beautiful
Even when our collective memory didn’t recall
When we were called names
Suffering from a trauma induced amnesia
When we couldn’t recollect who we are

We was always beautiful
Even when your mentality refuted a glaring fact
Black is beautiful
You know what I am talking about
Am referring to your plantation mentality
Your self-defeating attitude right there

We was always beautiful
Thank goodness for the brothers and sisters who recognised
Focused on a glaring fact
Glorified by the halo of the afro
Dressed in black garb from head to toe
Leather jackets, polo necks, berets
Armed with knowledge
Reminding us against our will
Coining a phrase with no change in our pockets
But bold enough to change many a mind set
Including mines and my generation
Cos black is beautiful was the platform of my birth
When I realigned my mind set instead of my facial features
When I parted ways with the moonwalker
When I parted ways with insecurity
Embracing my coarse textured hair
My broad nose fulfils its primary objective
Keeping me alive with a constant supply of my stash
Hooked on oxygen by default
Trying my best to breathe

We was always beautiful
When our skin was undiluted
When it was diluted
We give the world its true complexion
Cos our souls will never be diluted

knox mahlaba
Author – Back From The Dead: The Rising of an African Spirit
Copyright © 2015

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Sing Along


When they sing
Sing like only we can
Bring the house down
Welcome angels
With sweet melodic sounds
Angelic voices
Oh we can sing

When they sing
Sing praises
Honour Africa’s finest
Sons and daughters
Heroes and sheroes

When they sing
Sing praises
Martin and Malcom
Lumumba and Mandela
Rosa and Ruby
Oh we can sing
Hum melodies like angels
Break into song
In celebration
In sadness

When they sing
Sing praises
Mugabe and Sobukwe
Sankara and Biko
When they cry freedom
When they sing with tears
Tears of joy
We shall overcome
When they bring the house down
Sing about us
Kingdoms and empires
Kings and queens
Brothers and sisters

When they sing
Sing Nkos’Sikelela iAfrika
Asking God to bless Africa
Her fruits and her children
Sing cheers
Clap hands to the beat
Shake hands to a rhythm
Sisters who made a difference
Brothers who died for the cause

When they sing
Praises and honour
Odes to icons
When they sing
Will you be amongst them
Will they mention your name
Will it appear in the chorus
Stokely and Medger
Angela and Kathleen
Garvey and Nkrumah
A blessed people
Oh we can sing

When they sing
Listen to the harmony
Sweet melodic voices
Walk hand in hand with the beat
Walk hand in hand like brothers and sisters
My cry for my people
Take your place in the choir

When they sing
Sing a song for unity
Will you be there!

Copyright © knox mahlaba 2014

Author of: Back From The Dead: The Rising of an African Spirit