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we’ve lost our way

the smell of gun oil
and authority go hand in hand
in my bleeding land
an innocent born into a living war
then taught at school
how to be south african white
south african black
while a tightly clenched fist
punches holes in the clear blue african sky
to celebrate freedom
third world country trying to be acceptable to the west
whats wrong with what suits us best
always trying to beat the rest
whats wrong with the old ways
we’ve lost our way
lets do it the african way
we’ve lost our way
we’ve lost our way




  1. gentledove says:

    I am coming back to your page Amanda, I see struggle here, you say “against black” but there is moderate black who have suffered for their loyalty to former employers. Thanks for sharing history

    thank you for popping in ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. thebeadden says:

    Amanda, your poetry is so touching and deep. I want to thank you for sharing your thoughts with us. I’ll be back too!

    I did leave you some links at my site about wire and beads.

    Take care.

    ๐Ÿ™‚ thank you, I’ll come and check.

  3. sonkind says:

    It is the middle people – black, white, coloured – that suffer the most. We don’t care about skin colour is, we care about what is in the heart, but we get murdered, raped and robbed, no matter what our skin colour is. When are we going to forget skin colour and stand together against evil?

    i wanted to respond with a meaningful post, but you’ve said it all…

  4. raincoaster says:

    You know what? You are pretty damn good, my friend.

    Thank you raincoaster ๐Ÿ™‚

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