A poem that expresses the racial fear still inherent in South African society.
The poem inspired by an incident where an aged white couple were taking their regular afternoon stroll
and on seeing a black stranger walking toward them quickly turned back in fear.
BROKEN
A land torn threw with careful eyes
That walk apart, that pray aside
Two gods of earth ne'er glorified
Two walked an aged slant up hill
A soulless stride a goal free day.
Another day, another time to waste away.
The route was worn from seasons, yawn
This day it changed for them aged white
A black in younger dress than them
Upon the route the other way
Came threatening, black and white.
On heal they spun a history learnt
Back the way and away they went
Who knows the fear of mix has lent
A hand in all our broken politics.
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