clouds were swirling of permanent consequence without
fair warning, the life we knew
was bulldozed over, every trace of our race erased
evaporated to make space for their
'pure' race so we were scattered across the Cape Flats and
squashed into strange
areas out of District Six in 1966 – Forever in our memories...
Scatterings of Africa – Our proud mixed race heritage
shattered rebranded coloureds
our daily lives uprooted family trees cut off maimed
punctured severed – Our pride torn
interrupted. Nightly new sounds become strange
nightmares as all of us could not bare
the loss of our ruptured cultural heritage shredded to
pieces by a clever racist campaign
to cleanse the city and indeed the country of our existence,
so here we are trying our
best to somehow survive in a foreign viper nest having to
protect ourselves and each
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