Follow by Email

Friday, 27 June 2008

Shedding Light

At the moment where I live, weather-wise it's very bleak. Being in the middle of winter, not surprisingly, it is grey and cold, without a skerrit of sun. Well ... perhaps a snippet sneaked in under the low, thick, grey cloud cover at one point today to cheer me up for a second.
And when you watch too many newscasts like I have today, things seem very bleak all over the world. You'd have to be callous-hearted person not to care. I admire people like Rethabile whose heart for his homeland of Africa - especially the southern part of that continent - motivates him to use strong, powerful poetry to quietly, tirelessly and effectively advocate for those without a voice; to the victims of those who are wrongly imprisoned, who have suffered from violence and for the families of those who have been murdered for their political beliefs. Because no matter how civilised we believe the world to be, with all its technological wizadry and sophisticated living, the majority of people on this planet are living without rights.
Here is a link to Rethabile's most recent poem about the murder of a headmaster in Zimbabwe.



Clare Dudman said...

Yes, powerful stuff! Especially that line about God...dreadful happenings. Thanks fro the link, Kay.

(It's grey and sunless here too - and the middle of summer!)

Joyce Ellen Davis said...

Yay for you, Chief, and Yay for Rethabile! If only the world had more sane, rational, kind people and fewer nutjobs....

January said...

Yes, yea for Rethabile and you. I echo what Joyce says, with a wish that if more people took the time to listen to the stories of others (i.e. read blogs), maybe the world would start to be a better place.

Oh, do I dislike winter. I will be in that exact same emotional place in six months. *sigh*

dinzie said...

Too cold for gardening :O(

Africa - Seems to be a troubled continent all over ...... ...

Dana said...

"to use strong, powerful poetry to quietly, tirelessly and effectively advocate for those without a voice"

You've just described poetry at its best.

Rethabile said...

Thank you, thank you, thank you.


'how this all harbours light'