(Univeristy of Cape Town, Political Science, Media and English literature Student)
Black stain, why do you mess up this perfect fabric of white? My white can only attract darkness, but you not supposed to be here You create a problem, You need to be fixed, You cannot be perfect, but you can be fixed I will scrub on you until your darkness has faded
"No unusual, attention- attracting, exotic or dreadlock hairstyles"
I only jumped on your puddle because I wanted to see I knew I could be dirtied, but did not expect to be Your blackness broke my perfect white You on me now, so I will make it hard for you to survive. You will learn my tongue
Not your Molweni or Ndi macheroni, but my Goieie more Meneer
You will learn my ways
Not your Uphokoqo or Mopani worms, but my Melktert
Living on me, that is the only way you will get by. I am afraid of you, because I have all this to lose
My blackness is suppose to be susceptible to you But why are you very hard to find here? You were intentionally placed here By whom, I don't know. I cannot afford to get other fabric, but But it is fine, you can stay. Your presence will try to control my conscious every time I exhale, But it is fine. I will try to cover you up with what I can, I will try to survive, That is the only way. I am not afraid of you, there is nothing I have to lose.