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a scribble just scribbled. definitely needs to be edited and maybe rewritten but it’s just a raw slice of pained emotion now.
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The First People and the People of our World Speak …
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You visited our shores,
bearing muskets and swords.
You landed on our revered soil,
in your hearts your blood a-boil.
You came to our land,
cunningly extending a friendly hand.
Your motives were clear,
pillage and plunder everything, however far or near.
Your eyes blazed with greed,
always hungering for so much more than you ever could need.
Your syphilis-blankets were your gift to us,
biological warfare you waged with a smile and without a fuss.
You tore into our sisters, our mothers, our daughters, our wives – to the very last,
your ugliness has not been forgotten after all these centuries that have passed.
You decimated our peoples, raining death upon us as a bloodthirsty barbarian horde,
you slaughtered the bison that roamed free, as into their flesh your bullets mangled and gored.
You stole from us all we ever had, regarding us as vermin meant to be wiped off the face of this earth,
your genocide is now a footnote in history, you cackled merrily as your ethnic-cleansing was carried out with much mirth.
You dumped us into ‘reservations’, your sickening Apartheid on display,
your arbitrary ‘bantustans’* was where you decreed our people could stay.
The reservations are where we barely live today,
creating the climate so that with alcohol and drugs our people you still slay.
Where are your grand words that you spew around like dung,
“freedom” and “democracy” and all the other hollow platitudes that are so obscenely flung.
We could go on about your carefully crafted plans to get rid of us all, the gracious “White-Mans’ Burden” repeated endlessly through colonialism and neo-imperialism all around this world,
your avaricious plunder of this, our common earth, on grotesque display as on “free trade treaties” your signatures swirl.
Yes, we could speak endlessly about your notions of racial superiority, your hubris that your might is right, how you try to cower us all because today your empire is strong,
yes, we could and perhaps should talk about your noxious nationalism, your obscene belief in “my country right or wrong”.
Yes, we could go on and on, about the racism that you embrace, even as you blabber that God is one.
Yes, today we will remind you that “The Cradle of Humankind”** is here on the southern tip of the continent of Africa, where all of us, the human originated from,
yes, today we will remind you that as you pour your infectious bile and as you continue to pillage and invade, and our countries bomb,
we will not stoop so low, as you so shamelessly have,
and,
and,
we will not tell you to go back to where you came from.
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* – Source: Wikipedia –
A Bantustan (also known as Bantu homeland, black homeland, black state or simply homeland; Afrikaans: Bantoestan) was a territory set aside for black inhabitants of South Africa and South West Africa (now Namibia), as part of the policy of apartheid.
Ten Bantustans were established in South Africa, and ten in neighbouring South West Africa (then under South African administration), for the purpose of concentrating the members of designated ethnic groups, thus making each of those territories ethnically homogeneous as the basis for creating “autonomous” nation states for South Africa’s different black ethnic groups.
In terms of the Bantu Homelands Citizenship Act of 1970, blacks were stripped of their South African citizenship, which deprived of their few remaining political and civil rights in South Africa, and made them citizens of their designated homelands.
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** – Source:
https://www.maropeng.co.za/content/page/about –
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The Cradle of Humankind is one of 10 World Heritage Sites in South Africa, and the only one in Gauteng.
It is widely recognised as the place from which all of humankind originated.
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