Insika Rising

A POEM FOR THE VICTIMS OF THE 29th JUNE 2021 MASSACRE

In the heart of Swaziland, a nation's cry,
On June 29th, a day that will not die,
A political massacre, a dark stain,
Where innocent lives were taken in pain.

Amidst the peaceful struggle for rights,
Voices silenced under oppressive nights,
A nation yearning for freedom's embrace,
Met with violence, leaving sorrow in its trace.

Oh, June 29th, a sombre date,
When hope collided with a cruel fate,
Brave souls standing tall, demanding change,
But met with tragedy, a world deranged.

Mothers weep for children, taken away,
Fathers mourn their sons, lost on that day,
Sisters and brothers, comrades in arms,
Bound by a cause, now filled with alarms.

Their spirits rise, like a phoenix from the flame,
Their memory etched in our hearts, their names,
For in their sacrifice, we find our strength,
To fight for justice, no matter the length.

Let us remember the fallen, their plight,
Their dreams and aspirations shining bright,
We stand united, against oppression's might,
For the Swazi people, we'll continue to fight.

On June 29th, we'll honor the souls,
Whose lives were taken, their stories untold,
In Swaziland, we'll rise, hand in hand,
To build a future, where justice will stand.