The day will come when they will be true
When every word of them will be nodded at
And written in a book so made sacred
In the deep future people might even
Put their hands on its cover when taking an oath
Or being sworn into high office
Churches could be built around them
Prayers may rise to them
Inevitably there will be an alter
And sacrifices
Suffering in the name of healing
One day they could well be
The kind of system they rebelled against
They might go from being a key to a shackle
Then it all starts again
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Troydon
Troydon Wainwright is a philosopher and Reiki Master based in Cape Town. Born with mild cerebral palsy and dyslexia, Toydon learnt to write as a way to overcome the barriers his dyslexia placed in front of him. “I wrote my way out of dyslexia,” said Troydon, “or at least to the point where reading and writing aren’t a problem anymore.”
During the day he works as an educational facilitator (someone who helps special needs students cope academically and become more independent). At night he dedicates his time to writing. He has won a Nova award for his short story, The Sangoma’s Storm, and been a feature poet at the Off the Wall poetry readings in Cape Town and at Cape Town Central Library. Three of his poems were also included in the anthology Africa’s Best New Poets. He has also been published in the South African Literary journal, New Contrast. One of his Facebook posts, in which he took a stand against racism, has gone viral (http://www.troydonwainwright.com/when-love-went-viral/).
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