You can't trust a leader who goes around saying he's not afraid of jail!!

Mercy, Africa, Nursemaid slain by your sucklings! The way you speak defines you. Nitpicking poets, I say, ignore the grain that pecks the chicken! Thank you too, Editor, for the poets’ column. We can't keep quiet: our children would fall prey to hyenas, for we leaders of today are hot-heads, we'd be ripped to shreds on the spot by dogs. The nation, too, must peer about before it moves on to avoid encountering hyenas on their way home.

Listen! It sounds just like the tale of the wasps! I won't repeat myself: I've said it again and again. I'm left speechless at the leader who says he's not afraid of being jailed, but as soon as the tinpot cop appears on his horse, he stands aloof like a yellowwood immune to the axe.

It's now six years and two months since I exploded on the scene as a poet singing praises to Africa, abandoned on the battlefield by our forefathers, left as a prey to hyenas. I've seen its present leaders; I heard reports of others but never saw them personally. In 1919, here in Johannesburg, a massive riot erupted over the mark of Cain (that is, the pass). A great number of people died. Now just listen. I'm going to tell you what I saw with my very own eyes, not what I heard from some passer-by. On 3 April 1919, we the leaders of the nation marched united with others to the Fort, where we were going to wait for “the dawn of Africa,” the lifting of the burden of the pass from our shoulders. We had high hopes, truly believing that this burden would fall once we'd scaled the hill Difficulty. We got there and stood around, wondering what to do next. What did we see? Another hill Difficulty suddenly confronted us, scattering confusion. Tinpot cops on horseback charged us down, at full tilt, like bats out of hell. Our leaders took to their heels before those horses reached the Fort. They made no bones about their fear, saying they'd been pounded by the Tinpots at Fordsburg the day before. They just left us there in the mess they'd invited us to.