Another Farmer

Thereby the hot sunny southern sun
The farmer toil the land
In the fertile womb of the earth
Farmer Hofmeyr toils the land
Madam Botes bites her share
The two and many others
Sow the seed
Planting what many fought to rid off our land
For decades of blood sweat and tears

Sowing the seed of racism
In words prophetic of tribal segregation
Sounds of barbaric philosophies
The scholars of apartheid
Breathing to life
The monster we stood as a nation against
Breathing to life the spirit of division
With their vulgar thoughts
They tint the beautiful image
Of our southern comfort
Bringing home discomfort

Sowing the seed of hate
In times when the world
Yearn for peace and love
When the global village preaches
Peace and harmony
Choosing to forget
The one side of the coin they spinning
They forget the injustice
In their eyes white becomes angelic
Black demonic

One track mind
One sided thoughts
Vulgar thoughts
Preached by the weak
Who so much want to believe
That they are above the rest
Above reproach
But until our prisons are free of whites
We might as well believe
We are the same…