It was a sunny afternoon in Maboneng
I passed by two friendly lovers
That mingled with the shades
Overhead loomed gigantic portrait of bare-chested Nelson
Poised as though ready to take on Amin
It was a beautiful portrait
But again, should I envy a man in his prime
After helping him regain his father’s throne,
Myself, a fellow prince?
To all casualties of Xenophobia, dead and yet living. 28/02/2017.