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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=397526" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An elegy for South Africa</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Weep South Africa<br>as you are no longer my country<br>and I live here<br>as if I am <br>from another planet</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as part of a small minority<br>in a country where dark Africa<br>declares murderers as heroes<br>and act like barbarians<br>and dance and scream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At a time the orange, white and blue<br>streamed proud over you<br>and people at work, <br>school to parliament<br>bended their knees to God</div><div style="margin:10px 0">who was their supreme leader<br>right through hordes<br>at blood river, <br>the onslaught of the British Empire</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and with God on our side<br>we would quarter<br>for nobody and nothing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our own culture flowered, <br>children went through schools<br>right through university<br>to distinguish themselves<br>and you could even leave the doors unlocked, <br>could make a living somewhere, <br>the police were a servant and a friend<br>and we under our own rule.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How many times our ancestors<br>tried to teach other people of God, <br>distributed medicine and food<br>and we even faced<br>the communists and Cubans in Angola, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">till on a day a man<br>for the wide world a hero, <br>out of our own ranks betrayed his brothers<br>and he laid the whole country lame<br>and didn’t sell it out, <br>but rather gave it away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today incompetents are everywhere in control<br>of state departments<br>right through into the parliament, <br>money is squandered, <br>a whole generation<br>through their own choosing<br>did not receive any school education, <br>whites are affirmed and impoverished by the law<br>and criminals and foreigners stream in <br>from all over Africa<br>to start a new life here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today another Afrikaner son is slaughtered<br>(one of more than three thousand) , <br>what happens tomorrow and the next day? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Reference: Murder on Eugene Terreblance. General condition in the country.]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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as you are no longer my country
and I live here
as if I am 
from another planet

as part of a small minority
in a country where dark Africa
declares murderers as heroes
and act like barbarians
and dance and scream.

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