for hector peterson, aged 13 first child
killed in soweto riot 1976
no
light there was no light at first around the head
of the young boy only the slim stirring of soweto
only the shadow of voices students and soldiers
practicing their lessons and one and one cannot be even
two in afrikaans then before the final hush
in the schoolyard in soweto there was the burning of his name
into the most amazing science the most ancient prophecy
let there be light and there was light around the young
boy hector peterson dead in soweto and still among us
yes
The poem: “poem beginning in no and ending in yes…”
Touches on a very sad subject, that being the death of Hector Peterson- connoting the harsh realities of death. the poem takes you on a journey from to bad to tragedy, to reason, and concludes with hope.