A forgotten, unoperative system that was of benefit
It’s a hard pill to swallow
When the rules you fallow
On the land your ancestors were wrongfully mounted on.
As our colonisers
Made life a struggle
And subsidise high prices
With new apartheid surprises
No matter our
ages, sizes, races, places, regions, religions, occupations, or societal status
we were abused by our own motherland
overun by foreign use for selfish development
and ignorant thinking,
they not growing
and lying to the world
of how “apparently” we were flowing
Not knowing our leaders were
Appealing, sending, fighting, running, hustling, thriving,
See they thought they pulled off an illusion on us
Set us on separate benches,
We had to buy through small windows and fences
And use separate busses
A mass apartheid system
Based on elitism.
Cruelty to maintain the order
Or rather they used black dead bodies
To hold back the water
This was a anarchy
Where race rules
And not democracy
Washed us to believe white was dominant
(though they were)
Unconsciousness and uneducatedness
Made us dormant.
They had opportunities and jobs for the poor
It was called
Railroad building, gardening, domestic working, and herding.
Many would argue that aint living
But you see,
These days that we suffer
Are countless and alive
I always understood the present
To be a gift
Bad after 25 years its getting tougher.
A big national turn over
A flip side of a coin
That we gained (independence)
For us just became a corruption crossover.
From being oppressed
To civil oppression.
We chose not because
We have forgotten
But because we relieved
Our souls from (another word for burden)
Weight of hostility.
Today we forgotten
Still shall we tomorrow
And the day after tomorrow
And all the days after tomorrow,
Forever shall we maintain peace
And peace shall maintain us.