If I say the word damn! I will be insulting the nation’s
Nations of the dead and the present
South Africa where are you?
Take me to tour around you Mr and Mrs South Africa
All I see is poverty as well as shattered glasses ,visions called dreams and talents
Brothers and sisters turned the streets into homes
Places of the homeless..
Where are you at?
I am voiceless whom am I to you?
My voice means nothing
Am I right?
May the torn blankets cover me , through all obstacles
South Africa we need you
Who are we? We are the souls of the present seeking, searching for serenity and the richness of our hearts
Will it be over?
Oh well I searched you in these waters but found nothing but the drops from people’s eyes
We all need you Mr and Mrs South Africa