I am here not so much to bury Mama, because Queen Mothers do not die, they multiply into a million red flowers of love and freedom. ...
I am here not so much to bury Mama,
because Queen Mothers do not die, they multiply into a million red
flowers of love and freedom."Fellow South Africans, I am comforted by the fact that Mama died a perfect death; a death of a revolutionary because she never sold out. We should all be happy because her name will be written in the eternal book of life -the book of all who died for the betterment of all.
"Equally big Mama, some of those who sold you to the regime are here and are crying louder than all of us who stood by you. The UDF cabal that distanced itself from you is here crying crocodile tears after disowning you at a critical moment hoping the regime will finish off."
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