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