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As rich golden sunsets pour over smoke-filled Soweto,
the swallows quickly make for their nests.
Another gunshot echoes in the distant future,
for the greed of another man's money.
I hear the children's screams in my mind,
as drunken fathers beat their wives.
Racial tension in the gold-filled mines
and another dies from AIDS.
African music blows with the wind,
and as I turn to hear I see another dead.
Beautiful trees and soil so rich
lie between the litter of commercial society.
Rape and corruption are a way of life
in a rainbow nation torn apart.
Corporations bleed the country dry,
feeding the soil with another soul's blood.
A policeman's family watches as the coffin is lowered,
while politicians count their money.
Flames lick at the old school,
while God creates darkened skies.
Thunder beats in African rhythm,
as the rain pours loudly on shanty roofs.
The steam mystically rises off cleansed streets,
As the gumboot dancer smiles, for another day in Africa.
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