You trespassed on our land
pretending to be an enlightening friend,
Our hearts bled black blood
and others, because of you, died.
Shame on you, 1652.

You ruthlessly snatched our minerals too
and raucously giggled at all we do,
We bleach ourselves for we long to be you,
Nobody is special like you, 1652,
Shame on you, 1652.

You hated us in our very own soil
Whip us for peanuts while we toil
It’s death or your will
For you’re always ready to kill.
Shame on you, 1652.

You came attired in the facade of a brother
Promised us things will alter
If we let Thixo replace Qamata
You’re a merciless fighter,
Shame on you, 1652.