A blog about emigrating from SA and for families fragmented by migration.It's about sharing,empathy, compassion & humour; about reflecting on our universal quest for life, security, challenge & growth. Email firstname.lastname@example.org if you'd like your personal journey/story showcased on my BLOG or in my next book! Namaste.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Profundity's out the mouth of a South Africa teenager
Tuesday, 26 January 2010
It was called a place defined by colour. Discriminated were the blue people And arrogant were the red. Then there were the golden ones, Who reached through the glimmer of the rainbow
And offered hands to all. Shocked by the brilliance of the laughing waves
Sparkling blue in the Cape.Awe inspired by the diverse trees, who, like the country's people,
Derive personalities from stories told by the land.
Spirits that were once overcast by history Now having their chance to offer their warmth,Like the sunset they view, with its radiant affectionOf soft rose-orange and yellow glow,
Leaving stars as souvenirs.
For later, the remembering of old shadows come, And the chilling of night sets in with foreboding fears.The stone-cold aggression of poverty and crime Replicating masks of past mistakes.
New battles faced from the icy dark nightsCan threaten the leftover clouds that did not disperse. For if it starts to rain the flooding will come,