<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398887" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My friend you talk about my people and me</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My friend you talk<br>about my people and me<br>being equal<br>to Hitler and the Germans<br>of the Second World War, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but do not know<br>that I and most of us Afrikaners<br>treated black people<br>like human beings, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">never lifted a hand<br>against one, <br>that I knew from being<br>a toddler that they were<br>Christians as well</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when my mother<br>gave the money that was left<br>from my father’s funeral fund<br>for a church to be constructed<br>in their own community.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How I saw the effect<br>of the Church Street bomb<br>killing innocent civilians<br>on the street<br>men, women and children<br>from any race.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How I was forced <br>to go to the army<br>and to war<br>and patriotic did my duty there</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to stop communists killing, <br>raping and robbing the future<br>like they did in East Germany, <br>Hungary in sixty-eight<br>and with the Portuguese<br>still living in Mozambique<br>and in Angola<br>when that countries<br>got their independence.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How in Soweto with the army<br>I had to stop black people<br>killing black people, <br>burning their fellow man alive <br>while their women were<br>cheering them on</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I saw man more being animals<br>than human beings<br>without having any mercy<br>for each other<br>having lost all conscience <br>for their cruel deeds.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You do not know<br>that I will not quarter<br>for a country<br>full of pirates</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and not the Orlando <br>soccer playing type <br>but people who rob, <br>kill, maim and rape</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that there’s no other escape<br>for Afrikaner people like me<br>and nowhere else to go</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that I love this land<br>maybe more than<br>my forefathers did<br>who sacrificed <br>their lives for it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that my great grandfather Japie Strydom<br>lost his farm in the Cape colony<br>when as a Cape rebel<br>he joined the war<br>against the British, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">was almost executed<br>when the war ended<br>was imprisoned on St. Helena, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">that his wife<br>died in a British concentration camp<br>where she was fed finely grinded glass<br>in the flour given to her</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that I want to get rid<br>of oppression against me<br>and my fellow Afrikaners<br>and want to have a life <br>like any one else.</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398887" data-title="My friend you talk about my people and me de Gert Strydom" data-description="My friend you talk about my people and me being equal to Hitler and the Germans of the Second World War, but do not know that I and most of us Afrikaners treated black people like human beings, never lifted a hand against one, that I knew fro..."></div> </div> </div>

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