Urban Warrior

Designs of future now Embracing tribal change I, Warrior I must leave again Far from suburbia A group of children play I, Warrior Must wipe the tears away The more the merrier, ah-ha! The amakhaya. I, Warrior I'll never feel the same Kwazulutopia The new Developlan I, Warrior. I pray. That it will ease my pain From bands of labourers To migrant artisans I, Warrior Must spin the wheels again Lost in tech-turmoil In a struggle to remain humane I'm willing but unable To recognise the child in man My young will come of age From colliding waves of change My need to create Will re-create their need Now, only now History begins...