Last year thought: FlashBack.💫💫💫💫💫🎈
If I could write an open letter to the grave
If I could write an open letter to the grave I would write to you my black love
Firstly I would tell you how much I wish that those cruel apartheid monsters had spared your life, for you to see us into this broken dreams #20years of freedom. How every corner is a tavern, brothel or hijacking hot spot in your Azania. I miss you more now that we going to celebrate #20YearsOfYouthDays…. Oops I forgot so much changed in our beautiful land since you left us. Hopefully those whom you used to look up to have brief you on all the changes their were part of while steering us in the promised land… You will remember the 16 th of June as June 16 1976 but hey we are a rainbow nation now we not allowed to look back, we must just “adapt or die”
I think you were a fortune teller, or a visionary all those statements and arguments you died speaking and opposing against came true. We managed to get South Africa under a black man’s thumb. Tata Mandela will tell you all about that if he hadn’t done so already and please ask him to explain to you. What the hell was “sunset clause” after 300 years of being slaves in our own mother land? Some said we couldn’t go with our freedom charter policies because we were avoiding civil war and from that avoiding civil war few South African men and women with they privileged families made it to the so called “BEE” and black middle class. I’m ashamed to tell you how the rest which did not make it into the BEE gravy train were left scattering around to defend, survivor and feed on each other for living, while the very few are flaunting it for whoever whose got eyes to see, must witness and be a living testimony of they fortunes.
My black Love nothing much has change and I’m the product of Freedom- born in the 80s and if I can tell you about our education system, the youth of 1976 died in vain. Our black politicians are so afraid of they own system that, they oath to take they children to model c schools to be educated. And the poor working class children study under unspeakable conditions, where every year when the matric results comes out, if a child from Rhini makes it with flying colors ” It’s a miracle”! So much our blacks don’t believe in ourselves. It’s been 20 years of freedom and your people must do barbaric deeds to catch the societies attention and the government’s to listen to they pleas. Ooh if you could rise from the dead you wouldn’t be lost most of the things are still the same maybe you will just be amazed, that a black man can drive a Porsche in Soweto. Don’t worry about your smelly gravely clothes, you will fit right in. We still have bucket systems and dirty sickening water. Tell Lucky Dube Jah bless and Jah lives, we ain’t building no schools anymore and the prisoners a full of young black gifted brothers. While sisters are raising babies on they own.
TO BE CONTINUED….