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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398956" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nonqawuse</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Slowly almost solemnly<br>the silver glare<br>of the bright sun<br>reflected on a sacred pool<br>where Nonqawuse stripped from all clothing<br>walked naked into the cool waters<br>bedecked with gold brought to her as gifts<br>shining bright on her black skin<br>and suddenly she saw something there<br>in the reflection, something apart<br>from the white-hot sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At first she thought that a huge serpent<br>had come to life in the glare<br>and glistening water, <br>and she was somewhat afraid<br>of it being a crocodile<br>but something else was there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was the faces of ancestral spirits, <br>of heroes long dead<br>and they were talking in her head<br>promising help in a great battle<br>against the white man<br>if her tribe, her whole nation<br>would kill every animal they posses<br>and destroy all crops<br>as a sign of faith<br>and the tale and commotion<br>spread like wild fire<br>among the Xhosa people<br>drawing them to gather at the pool, <br>to pray to their spirit gods, <br>to talk to the beautiful native girl</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the day came <br>where most of the Xhosa nation<br>obeyed the spirit ancestors<br>and killed all there stock, <br>burnt all their crops<br>and the tongue of death<br>spread through their land<br>in a terrible dawn<br>on that 18 February 1857 morn<br>while the sun rose from out of the Indian Ocean<br>as it always did<br>reflected on that holy pool<br>and ruination and starvation<br>came in the wake of this foolish act</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and before the sun went down <br>Nonqawuse was arrested by European police, <br>and in obscurity lived on a farm<br>at King William’s Town<br>and the white man reached out his hand<br>in the Christian way<br>and fed them</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and still that pool with its cool waters, <br>troubled surface and wild surroundings<br>in the Gxara River<br>surrounded by wild red aloes<br>remains a sign of man’s folly<br>and a place of great evil to some.</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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the silver glare
of the bright sun
reflected on a sacred pool
where Nonqawuse stripped from all clothing
walked naked into the cool waters
bedecked with gold brought to her as gifts
shining bright on her black skin
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