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Oct 2010
An insightful noise spark, an insanity so clear
With one, if a million, on hind legs in cheer
This land
Our land
Ours, by right of birth
Ours, rightly deserved, through hardship and pain
Our blood, there blood, these hands did stain

New leaders, struggled, with caviar and crackle
A struggle won, through blast of church, on a Son
The killing of a farmer, and his son
The **** of a mother, and her child
These courageous comrades, an insane spectacle

Others struggled, to put food on the table
To ensure, taxes are paid
Roads, schools and churches, were laid
Ensured, a country was made
Why then, this derogatory label

Together, this land was forged
A land, so rich, with its poor
so peaceful, with its crime
so confident, about its insecurities
        Healthy, with its infected
        Just, with its inconsistencies
        Fare, with its favor
so busy, going nowhere, South
South Africa  - duality of duplicity
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