| Haze... Dark haze... Endless dark haze Stretching away from Gore Till where the sea and the sky meet/ nd the hazy sky And the hazy sea Conspire to hide the dark journey Of captured souls Through infinite time And infinite space There's a Christian church A house of God on Gore Island! At the sea's edge, on Gore, The eye sees the endless dark haze Through a narrow portal That links these dank dark dungeons of despair To an uncertain futureless future There's a Christian church A house of God on Gore Where the civilized Christians Prayed to their god To bless their trade In human flesh There is a church on Gore A church! Wherein they prayed "God bless our ships That their cargo may reach safely Our auction places beyond these waters. O, Eternal Father, Bless our trade Bless our land Bless our children Bless us Amen." There is a church on Gore Island On all the Gore Islands Where souls and flesh were captured By marauding civilized Christian hoardes a church in Cape Town a church in Bloemfontein a church in Potchefstroom ...a church at Blood River where they pray before they prey on black children where they pray while they prey on black children where they pray after they prey on black children saying while the blood of infants drips from their hands "God, God, strengthen our guns Bless our bullets Bless our caspirs Bless our sjamboks This we ask In the name of our Lord Jesus Christ Amen." There is a church in Pre-to-ri-yah There was a church... There is a church at Income Income which they baptized Blood River And built a church And made a covenant with their god Sealed with the blood of Zulu There is a church in South Africa Gore Island Truckloads of black children Captured for the concentration camps And the prisons There is a church But Wait for me on the other side my sister On the other side my brother Their church will tumble down and crumble And upon its ruins the dust will re-form into A New Religion A New People A New Earth A New Life That will be OUR church In which we shall be proud to pray To the Rainbow God. |
| Hymn to their god (or Thoughts on Gore Island) A poem by Dr. Daniel Kunene |
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