© Farouk Asvat
o my mother's childdrink of the Sap
the Sap is all!that is left to us
Blondand Bloody as a bayonet
Charred as bullets
o children drink
to our Lives
for it is our Deaths too
© farouk asvat
composed: 1976 [Johannesburg, South Africa under apartheid]
The Sap was previously published in:
The Time Of Our Lives (black thoughts publications, p33, 1982);Staffrider 3(2) (Ravan, p13, June 1980);
The Indicator (Caxton, p26, 27-31.05.1986);
The Time Of Our Lives (piquant publications, p37, 2007).
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