By Roger G McDonald
Former, from those days that bred apartheid;
when men weren’t men, but animals, for work;
it bred in them the making of a state
but drove Mandela quietly berserk.
It’s our turn for the task. We mustn’t shirk.
Nowadays, though, the tourist buses roam
with passengers on guided tours to see
its Freedom Square; and Desmond Tutu’s home;
the birthplace of Mandela’s legacy
that thrust Soweto into history.
(to be continued)