#BOOKSNOTBULLETS: SA TODAY: THE LINGERING STENCH OF ’76 A POEM BY ASHRAF BOOLEY

Somewhere in the core of my country | dwells a cancer – seeping deep into the crevices of our livelihoods | that won’t let the child learn without first having to burn tyres. | When the child could remedy the land of its wailing wounds
and forgo its inherited injustices. | Who could paint our story anew | on a blank canvas of boundless possibilities.

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