raised after 1994 post-apartheid i was thought ultimate freedom is a birth right more so to the previously dis-advanced i had freedom, i thought till i met the big un-penetrable white wall the descendants from apartheid racism covered by nice words, teaching and helping meaning we govern you, you are incapable of self govern a wall that claims land for a 'superior race' claims entitlement as payment for teaching and helping
a wall that destroys the human soul drives the light from eyes dries young people's bones a wall that butchers equal to the inquisition salt, cayenne, lemon rubbed into emotional wounds
"a stolen ox is eaten and forgotten, but stolen land remains in the eye" martin Luther king wrote the dream speech 1963 that dream is still just that, a dream words on paper hope in the eyes of non-whites but no closer to reality the white wall holds