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The world watched as Hope entangled itself around the minds of the willing.
They watched as Justice took its first breath as the seed that sprung from Freedom's *****.
An illegitimate child of chaos,born a burden to a crutched nation.
The world looked away as dozens of corpses piled up into skyscrapers.
Skyscrapers,for eagles to perch and nest their wealth over spilt blood.
Forgiveness was wrapped around the mouths of the unsatisfied.
Muted screams of those whose hearts were set ablaze with vengeance.
Hushed down by Nelson Mandela's words of healing over wounds of discrimination.
Now up and about,a nation on its feet,embarking on this journey of union and peace.
i was born free but nevertheless history scars my thoughts.....really emotional about this one
Margaret Austin Go
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