When Yesterday hurt Today
I feel out of place
Was I part of the disgrace?
So many worries in me,
Guilt I’m told to face.
.
I look around; I see
Strolling passersby,
Vendors and buyers,
Under our African sky.
.
I read the paper; I see
Jobs marked AA,
I’m white, not AA.
I see theft and death
And trouble: it’s true.
And I’m worried and sad
Because Apartheid affected me too.
.
I am young; it’s true
Only born in ’91.
I neverforced other’s tears,
I never caused fear.
YetI’mworried,
Living in fear
.
I love my country: it’s true
The rhythm is part of me too,
But I’m sad and worried: it’s true,
Because Apartheid affected me too.
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