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Rated: E · Poetry · Political · #1158820
This is a South African poem written ten years after Apartheid ended.
Note: If you don't understand this or you aren't South African please refrain from leaving condescending comments. And if you do not know what "sophiatown" or "District Six" are, please don't expect me to take the time out to expand on them if you are too lazy to look the up. However if you do understand this or are South African, your comments are welcomed appreciated.

10 years after ‘94

I am horrified.
Their is blood on my hands
But it is not mine.
This blood goes back for generations.
Generations of my ancestors:
Persecutors,
Dream destroyers,
Killers,
Masters of slaves.
The white generation of my country
Burnt into my memory for generations to come.
The forced removals.
Sophiatown.
District Six.
The immorality act.
“Whites only.”
“Net Blankes.”
A country divided by a racist regime,
And ten years later after Mandela walked free,
I must bear the criticism.
I must carry the burdens,
The blame,
Of a generation long gone
But there influence long lived.
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