"Rode, Linda - I, A Living Arrow" - читать интересную книгу автора (Rode Linda)

Who do you think feels free in your company
While your eyes are filled with anger and hatred,
Your nostrils blow blue, invisible flames?
You traitors! You say you have brought us freedom!
What a green lie you preach.
Ubuntu! You don't have ubuntu within yourselves!
Our heroes dead and living
Will not be disgraced and insulted by you.
Come, Africa! Salute your heroes:
Steve Biko, Chris kaHani, Oliver Tambo-o-oo.
Salute Nelson Tata Madiba!

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Grade 11 Ч Sacred Heart Secondary School, Verulam

My masked rage

William Phillips

Share the rage behind my smiles
See the despair in the tears I do not shed
I stand with polished boots
Convicted without trial
I live on paper
Yet you who judge
Sentence me to death

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Grade 11 - St Stithians, Randburg

Barman

Jaco Ferreira

I am white. I was born like that. My mother is white and my father is
white. Both my grandmothers are white, and my grandfathers. My en-
tire family is white. Even my dog! I have darkish hair. My eyes are near-
ly black too ... but my face is plain white!

Today I got a form from the university. They won't give me a bursary.
Dad will be angry. He does not have any money. I took the form and
threw it into the rubbish bin. After a while I took it out again and put it
into the ashtray in the lounge and burnt it. It was a mistake! The air
stinks. When Dad comes home I will have to confess why the picture of
the white barman in the ashtray is suddenly black. It's funny. After the
paper had burnt there was no white left, not even a small bit. Just black.

When Dad comes home he will want to know. One day, I will have