Sometimes when I see a black child participating in things that will ultimately demolish their lives my heart becomes sore.

Sometimes when I observe our people swimming in the pool of poverty, I ask myself what I can do to change their predicament.

Sometimes when I see South Africans discriminating against each other, I ask myself what needs to change to bring our people together.

Sometimes when I see people in authority acting like delinquents and looting the state coffers, I see that they do not know what it takes to be a leader.

Sometimes when I observe the killings happening in our communities my heart becomes sore,
I feel like there’s something I can do to bring change, but right now I have no such power.

Sometimes when I see the high rate of unemployment I assume that our authorities are making a fundamental mistake in not serving the interests of the majority of our people.


This piece of writing was created as part of the WritingMe Writing Clubs with Sophumelela High School, Western Cape. Find out more here.