Abstract rights enforce concrete wrongsAbstract “Justice” and “Freedom” = “Be poor” and “Shut-up”
This poem will soon be censored by the constitution
This is here because I wanted to write her a love letter
Criticism without action = castration
For a real exhibition of dispossession look in the mirror
The spectacle is pornography for eunuchs
The spectacle is the prison of desire
We will break out of your picture-frames
When you play with pictures of the poor they may play back
There’s nothing here for us that is not shaped without us
Those who oppose dispossession only in theory enforce it in practice
The official "truth" disguises the truth about "officials"
Solidarity begins at home
To abolish a world ruled by facades; one must first deface it
Anyone can strike against a dispossession that oppresses everyone
The truest exhibition of dispossession is a demonstration against itMasturbate in favour of the National Democratic Revolution
The courts can only judge us because we do not judge the courts
I suspect God of being a liberal reformist
The return address of this message is: everywhere
Struggle is to life what love is to sex
Private misery is the only public indecency
What would happen if everybody did this?
Welcome to the Ministry of Refurbished Poverty, Archives Department.
Rather than wallowing in the ruins of the old world, let’ make new ones.
Behind every representation: a corpse.
Behind every cultural commodity: a cop.
Commodity-fetishism is everywhere waiting to be attacked: you too can make art.
Jacob Zille and Helen Zuma are two sides of the same forged coin
Behind the details of daily life, the shadow of history
Life begins where the spectacle of generalised abstraction ends
This city works for few:
To serve and protect images,
To beat and evict human beings.
Occupation
Made by women
Made landless by law
Fights sexism
Marikana, Tatane, Macia, Kennedy Road, Hangberg, Tafelsig, Symphony Way:
What more fitting memorial than that given by the blacks of LA to Rodney King?
Where slavery rules
All freedom begins
By breaking the rules
Peoples’ representatives housed in parliament.
To serve and protect images,
To beat and evict human beings.
Occupation
Made by women
Made landless by law
Fights sexism
Marikana, Tatane, Macia, Kennedy Road, Hangberg, Tafelsig, Symphony Way:
What more fitting memorial than that given by the blacks of LA to Rodney King?
Where slavery rulesAll freedom begins
By breaking the rules
Peoples’ representatives housed in parliament.
Representations of people housed in galleries.
The world is moulded in their image.
Who destroys the homes of people?
Who enforces the poverty of people?
It must be the people themselves.
The role of representation
In the black arts of repression
Reveals the black repression
At the heart of representation.
Images are everywhere guarded
By the forces of law and order
The world is moulded in their image.
Who destroys the homes of people?
Who enforces the poverty of people?
It must be the people themselves.
The role of representation
In the black arts of repression
Reveals the black repression
At the heart of representation.
Images are everywhere guarded
By the forces of law and order
To prevent those who suffer
Under their colonial occupation
From effecting an eviction
Against them and the obscene
Dispossession they represent
A world turned upside-down:
A heaven for commodities
Built on the backs of human beings
Condemned by law to live in hell.
Where the enshrined image
Everywhere serves to disguise
the facts of life, the truth
must take the form of desecration.
When our own image holds a hand to our mouths
Under their colonial occupation
From effecting an eviction
Against them and the obscene
Dispossession they represent
A world turned upside-down:
A heaven for commodities
Built on the backs of human beings
Condemned by law to live in hell.
Where the enshrined image
Everywhere serves to disguise
the facts of life, the truth
must take the form of desecration.
When our own image holds a hand to our mouths
And a gun to our heads
We must bite the hand that beats us
To speak and act for ourselves
We must bite the hand that beats us
To speak and act for ourselves
