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*Mayday May Day 2025* A-poem

By Hassen Lorgat

We marched and toyi toyi’ d for this day
For a long, long time
at home and wherever home was
May Day is Ours

We marched, sang and stormed their barricades- Demanding:
8 hours to work!
8 hours to rest
8 hours to do what we want

We were realistic and demanded the world
We wanted bread
..and roses too

Deep down we believed/ We are ONE/
/ONE for ALL and ALL for ONE/
An injury to ONE, is an injury to ALL

t’was/ in  Chicago/ in 1886/
When hundreds of thousands ironworkers/
/at McCormick Harvesting Machine Company if I recall/
/Steeled in struggle lit a spark that became May Day/

In Mzansi, this was one of the early fruits of the new democracy
May Day became a paid public holiday
Ululating poets reminded us of our paths traveled
Worker of the world unite
You have nothing to lose but your chains…

This year May 1 fell on a Thursday
Unusual for a public holiday/ Kerala Crescent was a buzz
municipal workers with dustbins in tow/
But why today? Our bins are usually cleared on Wednesday?
…this left me asking many questions…

These are union men/
/ who laboured  on their holiday/
Is it not their right to do whatever they want?
To work? Even on Workers Day…
I wonder if the  workers still earn double pay for working on public holidays?

/the bins are moved/
/the movement has stalled/

/the bins are emptied /
/I’m uneasy/
/I’m not fulfilled/

Is it time to shout out MayDay MayDay?
May Day!
We stop, think and must march on…

Hassen Lorgat

Hassen Lorgat