Plead. My South, my Africa. For how long will I be coffined in your core? I don’t know my human, my rights. Women and children plead for peace. Who could save them from this sorrow? Who could spare them for morrow? Help is their shriek! < previousnext > People who enjoyed this, also enjoyed: A letter to my lover The building blocks of our divine foundation You don't deserve me Letter to God Let's stop xenophobia