A vocal-led Durban Gqom chapter in Zinhle Qwena's Concrete Heatline sequence, built around izinyawo emhlabathini, our feet stay on the ground.
[Lead]
Izinyawo emhlabathini, our feet stay on the ground.
One kick, one space, one voice in the concrete night.
[Call]
Izinyawo phansi, voices up.
[Response]
Siyahamba, siyahamba, together on the ground.
The drum leaves space and the crowd fills it.
[Verse]
No bright disguise, no rhythm out of place.
The dark holds open room for every shouted name.
Durban air is heavy, but our feet remain exact.
When the drum withdraws, the people bring it back.
[Chant]
Izinyawo Emhlabathini! Hear the line.
Izinyawo Emhlabathini! Hold the line.
Izandla phezulu, izinyawo emhlabathini.
We move as one and leave no voice behind.
[Final Response]
Siyahamba, siyahamba, together on the ground.
Izinyawo phansi, voices up.
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