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1976: black boy, black boy, we shot you -- nothing left in your small, shiny black shoes; your tidy school uniform 2013: white boy, white boy, we will not shoot you -- nothing right in your big, broken black shoes; your untidy school-form -- instead, we will not teach you white boy, we will not teach you: English is for black schools -- Madiba, Madiba: the jacarandas of Pretoria are dying; the mimosas in the bushveld have taken the Acacia tree's name and beneath the soil, the roots of South Africa are still growing, exactly the same?
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Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 3:26 PM UTC
Madiba, Madiba
1976: black boy, black boy, we shot you -- nothing left in your small, shiny black shoes; your tidy school uniform 2013: white boy, white boy, we will not shoot you -- nothing right in your big, broken black shoes; your untidy school-form -- instead, we will not teach you white boy, we will not teach you: English is for black schools -- Madiba, Madiba: the jacarandas of Pretoria are dying; the mimosas in the bushveld have taken the Acacia tree's name and beneath the soil, the roots of South Africa are still growing, exactly the same?
08.12.2013
christine-ueri
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Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 3:26 PM UTC
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