Apartheid Error Poem by Okello Baloyi

I was born in a war zone, some call it survival of the fittest, but we're just led by corrupted politicians, seeking help from greedy prophets while our people turn into ignorant Christians, ladies mistaken feminism with self-justification.

While violent crimes against our sisters is an uninterrupted series, as our brothers have no purpose to live, in our forefathers' lands, the other race walk's free and own every little thing they can lay hands on, and I'm expected to turn my eyes blind, in such hell.

Only if our education system was designed for us natives to grow but it was to disorder our capacity, the richer blacks working for white monopolist to disarm their own kind, and who will take me seriously? I've only inherited a gun from birth, just another error of apartheid.