Where Are They Now? Poem by Frank Meintjies

Come with me to the coffee shop
Where are they now?
The ones that opened fire on the schoolkids
Come to the Waterfront
To savour crème brûlée
After window-gazing at
JimmyChoo and LouisVuitton

Where are they now, the ones who
In the dead of winter
Applied the force in forced removals
Then went home to shave
& shower off the dust

The one who pulled a wet bag
Over the activist's head
Rigged the grenade, prepared Chikane's poison
Tampered with the brakes

The ones who took them out:
Gugulethu seven, Pebco three, COSAS four
Sprayed still-dripping red graffiti
On our history pages

Let's do high tea at Mount Nelson and
Later, in Kloof Street
Bathe the afternoon in smiles
And, through Raybans, look around

Where are the ones who spied and lied
As students crammed the Great Hall
The ones who ambushed Webster & ripped at
Turner's light and Biko's flame

Where are they now?