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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399848" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>There’s a black child (in answer to fanie olivier)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There’s a black child<br>finding his way with goats through the cliffs<br>and his hair is blown in the wind<br>while grasses are braiding galloping around his feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He knows of the urge to want more, <br>how to take with force, <br>to draw his cross on the ballot paper, to say his say<br>and his feet walk on a dusty road</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and in the dark night some of the tribe<br>gather around the fires, where spears are being melted<br>leaders armed with rifles arrive, who talk about plundering<br>torture and murder</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and they are laughing as the war is over, <br>on what their hands fall they can take, <br>when suddenly they strike<br>a shaking white woman is raped</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and there’s darkness hanging black over the country, <br>a darkness that no light can pierce, <br>with black faces smiling<br>in a circle around the fire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[Reference: “by ruacana” (at ruacana) by fanie olivier.]</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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how to take with force, 
to draw his cross on the ba..."></div>
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