On your divided land I was born

I’m a seed from your natives

Why then do I feel foreign

In a country of my forefathers

Why do you allow rage to reign

I attended your Bantu schools

And toyed on your dusty streets

But glancing at those today

They make unbearable the day

Fear and death linger all the time

Through hard times we prevailed

Though hardship was incessant

We fought bullets with stones

But still, inequality is our war

Is this what you envisioned

Please South Africa, be free