Non-Racism in a Post Apartheid South Africa

Can there be real democracy with no equality? Are the racial constructs in South Africa meritted and an impeding factor in creating a non-racial society? Is apartheid really gone or it just changed its form and image? Why is the focus not on structural racism?

Pains of growing up

No more sure about the future

No more hope in the logic of life

No more need to hide the facts

Worry is now synonymous with me

These life pains are too much to bear

Education emancipate the mind

Education comes at a price and immense sacrifice

Educated I came, with no one taking heed

Dismay is an everyday thing

These life pains are too much of a burden

Growing up, underprivileged offers the background

Growing old in under-privileged circumstances now

Growing up and old with no hope for the future

Hopeless has become my situation

These life pains are too much of a burden

Change comes with perseverance

Change comes after a long wait

Change is scary to those in comfort

Changing the world order is an ingenious solution

These life pains are too much of a burden

Present day hard work bears fruits for generations to come

Hard work isn’t sufficient without a helping hand

Hard work calls for focus and determination

Working hard has to become second nature

These life pains are too much of a burden

Acknowledging past wrongs and defeats

Acknowledging the insurmountable task ahead

Acknowledging that society might be at odds

Self acknowledgement is the foundation

These life pains are too much of a burden

Never imagined

Moving from place to place

Only one parent acting as a figure head

A place to sleep was a struggle everyday

A hungry stomach was the norm

Gloom was the daily picture

Never imagined the future would be any better

A perfect example of a laughing stock then

A perfect doormat for those going places

Life’s cruelty was endured to the fullest

Days became longer than necessary

Never imagined living and mixing with richness

Resonance of the past brings sadness

Secretly glad that it’s now all over

God did perform his miracles in a hopeless situation

Every day now is a blessing to cherish

Never imagined being counted amongst the best

Education was the escape route

Not an easy option with nowhere to start from

Destruction plenty galore in all sorts of forms

Death being the ultimate price being avoided

Never imagined finding favour with God

Youngsters looking up to a towering figure

Perseverance ensured a role model status

A die-hard attitude comes with years of deprivation

Every day new targets and heights are set

Never imagined being a trend setter

In my time

Sweet words of devotion and genuineness

Love unparalled and unequalled

Sincerity filled with good intentions

Sobriety of heart and mind

In my time, that doesn’t count

Gangsterism  and bad mannerisms

Swearing and distressful articulated gesticulations

Obscene structures and shameful behaviour

Perfect good examples of infaminity living caricatures

In my time, thus all that counts

What went wrong with the younger generation?

What happened to the old fashioned parenting?

What will the world be like in years to come?

What can be done now, to arrest and curb self destruction?

In my time, logic makes no sense

Family values are a thing of the past

Fatherless babies are wilding guns in the streets

The cops are running for dear life

Protection of the citizens comes after self survival instincts

In my time, chaos runs supreme

The sense of community is dead and buried

Individualism is the in thing and the way forward

Loneliness in multitudes is the order of the day, with none to trust

The competition for life has to be won by hook or crook

In my time, greediness is an essential survival tool

Born sons end up daughters in-laws somewhere else

Daughters bring daughters in-law back home

Mothers end up being fathers

Confusion of sexes is stinking to the good heavens

In my time, confusion is all that is there to live for

Hope

Met you when all was down

Came to me like a whisper

Throwing a life line were paramedics had failed

Took to your side with no hesitation

Hope, you bring a whole new world to me

Like a star you shine upon me so bright

Like summer rains you nourish me like a flower garden

Like a new born, my veins are filled with new life

Every day of my life is lived in the solace of your name

Hope, you are my whole life and my breathe

With you by my side, living is easy

Past failures and heartaches are easily forgotten

The thought of you is the vehicle to carry me through the day

With you by my side, no mountain is too high

Hope, I keep on hoping

When the chips are down, no one else is there for me

When skies are grey, in you I find solace and comfort

When times are hard, you always pave the way for me

Stopping at nothing to make me comfortable and smile again

Hope, you are my one and only best friend

Your positive spirit carries me through turbulent times

No harm will ever come my way when you by my side

Life challenges become, but none events

With you in my life, I’m a victor and winner

Hope, you are my Alfa and Omega

Wiki a lotta leaky

Recent times are crazy and everything else is “crazy along”. I seat back and wonder whether the “end of times” is already here with us or mad cow disease has long lasting effects which were never envisaged before in human beings.

In this age and era, information is “King” and this means that people, states, nations and continents scramble to first in the information pack. Information, however, is information if acted upon within a mostly short and specific time; otherwise it becomes sterile or become public.

These two scenarios condemns once perceived information to being  useless, since holder won’t benefit from the trouble of holding such nor derive any particular competitive advantages.

As recent as a few weeks ago, USA was spending billions of dollars courting a dead horse (read North Korea), all entangled in acts of intimidation and circum-speculation, until one Julian Assange leaked the vine through his now officially classified terrorist organisation (read wikileaks).

What we knew was that China and USA were at war and the Korean peninsula was the battle ground, taking a sizable count of casualties in the unenviable role of battle ground provider. The former’s influence on Kim dynasty family of North Korea is public knowledge (why they named every male in the family Kim is bewildering) and as good as SA’s influence on uncle Bob.

This Assange oak started a revolution and no country was spared, even if it means being mentioned in a one liner. The corruption in east Africa, to zero politics in Zimbabwe, all makes for an interesting reading.

The iconic Nelson Mandela was a victim of the leaks too. Mandela doubted the IQ level of George Bush and this is really interesting especially considering that Mandela himself was a university dropout, and this guy obtained a masters degree. Ok I get it; jail made him clever, although some would argue that the old man is also out of sync with reality, nowadays and runs the risk of being irrelevant in his own life time.

This Assange dude hails from Australia and is a wanted criminal, for raping two women in Sweden. Definitely something is terribly wrong with this guy, but the silence of the leaks on Australia is deafening and eye popping. Why did he spare his own country, or did he edit the entire leak before publishing it?

Surely the diplomatic core has been working overtime to avoid long lasting high level damage to individuals and countries, but one country hasn’t been slightly bothered by Julian and thus China. In China it’s business as usual and it seems that attitude is that if anyone does have grievances with China, they can go hang.

Besides, China stands to benefit more than any other country should USA’s credibility be damaged beyond repair by these leaks. Is Julian working for the communists? China has been fighting for ages with USA over internet access and on curbs on internet and right now the Yankees wish they had listened to little Moas.