Dear Mr President of South Africa,
with all due respect,
I write before you in poetry,
I write on behalf of my citizens and others,
to ask you questions I feel are answered.

The streets are filled with potholes,
inflation continuously grows,
there's crime, abuse unsolved,
and buildings, homes waiting to be built until then families,
children,
mothers,
brothers,
live outside alone in the cold.
Let me not get started on the secrecy of our politicians, departments of our country,
so much for a democracy,
you might as well label it hyprocrisy,
because of the repetition of  the corruption in our so called democratic country.
and then you expect us to keep on cheering you on like we are happy citizens in our society.
I know you are probably thinking why is this kid worried about this country?
I'm a citizen just like you,
I'm human,
I also have rights, just like yourself,
but,
I care for my country in ways you probably wound never understand.
you see,
I was born from the roots of Africa,
from my African mother and father,
they fought in apartheid,
they are both bread winners,
yet ignore the lies fed to them in our country,
they choose to live their lives in obliviousness that someday our country will be better with time,
that maybe someday you Mr president will change your mind,
about the way our country should be run.

now the question left to ask sir,
is why do you support the way things should be in  the country?
Questions are left unanswered from your people that need the help most,
the poor,
the hungry,
the ones whose homes were promised to them when it was time to vote,
why do you carry on fooling us that everything will be okay if we just vote.
VOTE?!
Voting itself has lost its purpose,
it doesn't even live up to its promise,
you don't even live up to yours.
there is still so much to be done in our third world country,
it isn't to late to start now,
to prevent history from repeating itself.