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by Nosipho Dhladhla | |
Published on: Jan 11, 2008 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=17871 | |
I was born into the land of Umvelincanti, I was born into the land of Jezebel, in a land rich with resources, in a land without supply, without quality, in a land that can feed us all, in a land that feeds the minority, where the poor get poorer, in a land where there is enough for all. in a land where the greedy take all. I was born into a land of mystery and dreams, I was born into a land without hope, in a place with the window to heaven, in a place with the window to hell, a place where rivers run deep, a place where the rivers run dry, and the grass is green all year. and the grass is no longer green. I was born into blackness, I was born into oppression, black diamond, black olive, black man, evil man, black is my beauty. black is my curse. I was born into a land rich with culture, I was born into a land where culture has divided us, a place where Ubuntu is the essence of our identity. a place where Ubuntu is lost, buried with the ancestor. I was born into the motherland, I was born into homelessness, where a mother is mother to all child, where a mother has no child, where a father is father to all child, and a father has no child, where you are my brother, where I kill my brother, and you are my sister, and I kill my sister, where colour exists only in the rainbow. where colour defines who you are. I was born into a land of peace, I was born into war, civil war, tribal war, political war, where my brother is my brother, where my brother is the opposition, a land where I plough in unity, a land where I kill to plough, in togetherness, in harmony. where togetherness, harmony does not exist. I was born into a land that bares food for all, I was born into a land of hunger and poverty, a land where the harvest belongs to the people. a land where the land is too dry to harvest. I was born into royalty, I am a king I was born an outcast, I am a shame, I am a queen, I am a princess, I am an abomination, we are all heirs to this land. I have on right to inheritance. I was born into a land of possibilities, I was born into a land of HIV/AIDS I was born into Africa, the motherland. I was born into Africa, the motherland. I am African. I am African indeed. Cry The Beloved Country!!!! « return. |