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Now is the time
To climb up the mountain
And reason against habit.
Now is the time.
Now is the time
To renew the barren soil of nature
Ruined by the winds of tyranny.
Now is the time.
Now is the time
To commence the litany of hope.
Now is the time.
Now is the time
To give me roses, not to keep them
For my grave to come.
Give them to me while my heart beats,
Give them today
While my heart yearns for jubilee.
Now is the time…
Mzwakhe Mbuli, performance artist and activist, South Africa
From “Prayers for a Thousand Years” |
