His presidency

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This essay was writen aafter our president was inagurated.

Submitted: August 06, 2011

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Submitted: August 06, 2011

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His presidency

As the sun ascends from the East descending to the west, in southern Africa a new dawn sets the beginning of a new era. A new president will be inaugurated in the small country of South Africa. He comes forth with a new cabinet, promises, hopes and intentions.

The people in the midst are glowing with hope for a better future, better jobs, education, facilities a better South Africa with no crime, rape, abuse, poverty, racism, but a South Africa that resembles peace and prosperity.

The old and young are there to witness his inauguration, looking at him they place their faith and trust on his hands and as he vows to serve his country he relapses to the past and remembers the fallen and unsung  heroes of the struggle that disappeared from the face of the earth in the smoke of  tear gas, those who were abducted and taken to Zimbabwe, Angola, Congo and other parts of the world to be  trained as lethal weapons to eliminate their own kind, those that were exiled and never found their way back home,  those who lost their lives in the train that left from Waterval Boven heading to Johannesburg the city of gold, those traded as slaves to the far east and established their own population as Negros( black American), those that were accused of treason and hanged , accused of being impimpi, those who were forcefully relocated to homelands, those arrested because they didn’t have  idompass(passport) or were at the wrong section of town, those that were oppressed to the point where they felt they could not breathe the smog of apartheid and decided to take their own lives, the youth of Soweto  1976 who ran the streets protesting to enable the freedom of today and those who were arrested and spend years of their  lives in prison.

As he glances at the crowd he sees young children laughing, frolicking, cheering and vows in his heart that never again will South Africa repeat its past mistakes, never again will young children be left alone and forced to make amends, never again will they be forced to prostitution.

The future looks dim, uncertainty and fear crosses the crowd’s minds, they ask themselves questions like

  • Is he going to be like Madiba or Thabo Mbeki?
  • Will he be able to govern the country even during the recession?
  • Will he deploy a good cabinet?
  • Will he cater to the needs of his people?
  • Is he ready to govern the nation?
  • What will he do for his people?
  • With all the charges filed against him, how is he going to prove his innocence through his leadership??

But they lack answers only time will tell, but will it not be too late by then? Or will he uphold his innocence and serve his country well?

Seating under the fan tree, umbrellas dancing in the air, cumulonimbus clouds pregnant with rain and the sun lingers patching its self on the clouds its rays heating the crowd like imbawula. The ray of the sun determines the heat of tomorrow, which determines the probability of a rainbow in the rainbow nation.

By Funkal


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