Abstract
Word is…
Falling for dirty dagga boys
Stokes a burning love.
Striking incendiary violence on silence,
Fueling fiery rage in His story
Being stood up on smouldering streets,
In hallowed halls on dates with death.
Nothing is conceded without demand,
No progress without struggle.
No love without pain.
Word is…
Falling for dirty dagga boys
Inflames febrile desire
Leaving seared minds behind.
Coffers or coffins? Legacy assigned.
When head to heart contact zones collide
Public secrets, block lives.
Dirty dagga boys breathe hotly
“What was, was. Our will is to be”
Love means no turning back
Word is…
Falling for dirty dagga boys
Cause sparks to fly. Engaging the canon,
Blasting voices, with covered ears
Academicians vanish in degrees
Behind puffs of smoke, Professoring
“We support your struggle but not your methods”.
Bellowing will not douse glowering memories of
Education for subjugation. Firing systemic oppression
Cannot extinguish love’s first flame.
Word is…
Falling for dirty dagga boys
Means walking on air.
Treading lightly on scorched earth where
Dirty dagga boys joust with the dragon.
Burning new ground, hot-stepping protests
On contested land. Roaring,
“What was. Our will is to be!
Razing gutted idols, blazing trails
Love means never saying you’re sorry
*a politician dismissed student protestors as “dirty dagga boys”
*Dagga - South African street name for Cannabis
*Dagga boys – building site labourers who mix mortar
