I am not on the side of apartheid.
Or the camouflage of it as democracy.
Ethnic culture and intergrity...
Flourishes at their best,
When a respect is acknowledged.
And theft is not a means,
To acquire control to inflict and demean.
Subtle these scenes are not.
An enhancement that allows,
Ignorance to advance...
Creates a wealth of suffering,
That eventually gets out of hand.
With only a fool to question,
How any of this began.
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