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"afrikaners" poems
Met boeke vol helde, soos ek en jy Potgieter, Trichardt, Smuts, Kruger selfs De LaRey Almal met die doel, om hul volk te bevry, Die Afrikaner, uit te brei Om hul families, van leiding te bevry Selfs, De LaRey ‘n Lafhart, wou eers nie beklei Later die held, wat die boere, verder wou lei Familie man, vader seun broer en gesant Ja, die mense was ook bang Maar met passie, Met drang Met dit wat slange vang Het hulle als aangevang Kyk na jou vriend Kyk na jou maat Kyk na die, anderkant die straat Dis jy, wat hul toekoms baat Dis jy, wat hul vereen, ou maat Die Afrikaners, was plesierig Dit, kan julle glo Nou gevul, net met gierig En al hul misnoe Ja, dit kan julle glo Waar is ons eendrag Waar is ons mag Waar is die dae, toe ons nog lekker kon lag Waar is ons helde, van vandag ‘n Held, in elkeen wat die taal verstaan Elkeen, wat n weg vir Afrikaans wil baan Elk, wat sy man wil staan vir die taal, wat min verstaan ‘n Kultuur, wat net ons verstaan ‘n Kultuur, so ryk aan helde soos ek en jy Helde, wat die Afrikaner wil bevry Helde, wat nie bang is om te baklei Helde, soos ek en jy!
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Oct 23, 2010
Oct 23, 2010 at 2:36 AM UTC
jeanlbouwer-1
WAAR IS ONS HELDE VAN VANDAG
Met boeke vol helde, soos ek en jy Potgieter, Trichardt, Smuts, Kruger selfs De LaRey Almal met die doel, om hul volk te bevry, Die Afrikaner, uit te brei Om hul families, van leiding te bevry Selfs, De LaRey ‘n Lafhart, wou eers nie beklei Later die held, wat die boere, verder wou lei Familie man, vader seun broer en gesant Ja, die mense was ook bang Maar met passie, Met drang Met dit wat slange vang Het hulle als aangevang Kyk na jou vriend Kyk na jou maat Kyk na die, anderkant die straat Dis jy, wat hul toekoms baat Dis jy, wat hul vereen, ou maat Die Afrikaners, was plesierig Dit, kan julle glo Nou gevul, net met gierig En al hul misnoe Ja, dit kan julle glo Waar is ons eendrag Waar is ons mag Waar is die dae, toe ons nog lekker kon lag Waar is ons helde, van vandag ‘n Held, in elkeen wat die taal verstaan Elkeen, wat n weg vir Afrikaans wil baan Elk, wat sy man wil staan vir die taal, wat min verstaan ‘n Kultuur, wat net ons verstaan ‘n Kultuur, so ryk aan helde soos ek en jy Helde, wat die Afrikaner wil bevry Helde, wat nie bang is om te baklei Helde, soos ek en jy!
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Darkness and light: the eternal battle, One can not exist in the presence of the other. The greatest contrast in the world: Light and darkness; black and white Always opponents to one another, But maybe not quite. For hundreds of years, Men strove to the world's enlightenment, Conquerors sailed the seas, Armed with a sense of entitlement. No community was spared, Families were torn apart, Heart from heart, Did Her Majesty care? Men always feared the unknown, The things they didn't understand, Any attempt to upset the colonial hierarchy, Was met with swift reprimand. Fast forward to a civilised world, Where women are oppressed, A man is judged on his race, Persecuted because of the colour of his face. No community was spared, Families were torn apart, Heart from heart, Did the Afrikaners care? Liberation before education, The struggle was long, Blood was shed, Children lie on the streets of Soweto, Fallen cold and dead. For a while the storm was past, The rainbow was shining in the sun, A sign of hope for the future. A nation was free at last. But as power started to grow, Men got greedy: Money ruled these men, And the cracks began to show. Fear controlled their lives: They had millions at their command, Any and all opposition were silenced, By quick reprimand. Our country bleeds for collaboration, Black and white can work together, We just need honest leadership, We are the rainbow nation. The cycle is starting anew, Families are being torn apart, Heart from heart, What will Number One do?
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Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 8:26 PM UTC
wellingtonsmith
The History as told to me
Darkness and light: the eternal battle, One can not exist in the presence of the other. The greatest contrast in the world: Light and darkness; black and white Always opponents to one another, But maybe not quite. For hundreds of years, Men strove to the world's enlightenment, Conquerors sailed the seas, Armed with a sense of entitlement. No community was spared, Families were torn apart, Heart from heart, Did Her Majesty care? Men always feared the unknown, The things they didn't understand, Any attempt to upset the colonial hierarchy, Was met with swift reprimand. Fast forward to a civilised world, Where women are oppressed, A man is judged on his race, Persecuted because of the colour of his face. No community was spared, Families were torn apart, Heart from heart, Did the Afrikaners care? Liberation before education, The struggle was long, Blood was shed, Children lie on the streets of Soweto, Fallen cold and dead. For a while the storm was past, The rainbow was shining in the sun, A sign of hope for the future. A nation was free at last. But as power started to grow, Men got greedy: Money ruled these men, And the cracks began to show. Fear controlled their lives: They had millions at their command, Any and all opposition were silenced, By quick reprimand. Our country bleeds for collaboration, Black and white can work together, We just need honest leadership, We are the rainbow nation. The cycle is starting anew, Families are being torn apart, Heart from heart, What will Number One do?
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