Living on a knife edge
\nWeary as to how
\nHistory has potentised
\nAnd appeared to disallow
\nWhite South Africans a place
\nBeyond the cut and thrust
\nBeyond the racial murders
\nAnd utter disgust<\/p>\n
The brutality and murder
\nIt now is everywhere
\nTerrifying happenings
\nThat all of them now share
\nRepulsiveness and ugliness
\nAn exodus of care
\nThe floodgates clearly open
\nAnd not a bloody prayer<\/p>\n
Is heard now in the countryside
\nWhite farmers on their own
\nWaiting for the endgame
\nFor the dark seeds are sown
\nA history of banishment
\nAnd deprivation too
\nWith little understanding
\nOf the truly bubbling brew<\/p>\n
The billious and nausea
\nExtended near and far
\nThe restlessness and palpitation
\nOf being where you are
\nFear the all important function
\nConvulsing through ones veins
\nWhats tangible whats palapable
\nWhat has been seen as gains<\/p>\n
The callosity and grittiness
\nAnd survivability
\nEveryday is questioned
\nThere is no fluidity
\nThe land it occupies their soul
\nTheir breath the dust of old
\nWrung out hung out
\nScorched and baked
\nWhere ones vitality is rolled<\/p>\n
White Babies cut to pieces
\nHands chopped off at will
\nDrowned in boiling water
\nTerrible ways to kill
\nRacial discrimination
\nWhere restraint was clearly gone
\nAnd little or no help from the police
\nAnd it goes on and on<\/p>\n
Collateral damage everywhere
\nEphemerality
\nBlood-shedding and bloodLetting
\nWicked thuggery
\nMassacres apparent
\nThe butchers came and went
\nStrangled eyes dug out with forks
\nAnd every killing meant<\/p>\n
The mother of all prejudice
\nClearly aimed at whites
\nA furnace of activity
\nWell within their sights
\nEvery hour of every day
\nEvery sound they hear
\nThe smell of blood is pungent
\nIn all that they hold dear<\/p>\n
The odour of resentment
\nHistorically intact
\nThey lie in ambush everywhere
\nAnd thats a bitter fact
\nWhether its rape or murder
\nIts meaningful to say
\nWhatever thoughts one has on this
\nThey never go Way<\/p>\n
Protection has been disbanded
\nThe police dont really care
\nThe government are out for blood
\nAnd the whites are now aware
\nMost do not have the money
\nTo ever get away
\nAnd so they make the best
\nOf what they have
\nNow everyday<\/p>\n
Farms are dilapidated
\nRun down crumbling fast
\nPiles of bones where animals
\nClearly couldnt last
\nNo water and no food
\nThey were forced to die
\nIts unthinkable and unimaginable
\nThat no one dare rely<\/p>\n
On any worthwile future
\nThey live from day to day
\nWaiting for the endgame
\nAnd it seems there is no way
\nTotal ambiguity
\nIts precarious alas
\nWith unemployment massive
\nSo many now enmasse<\/p>\n
And many more on social grants
\nProtests will provoke
\nPotentially a civil war
\nAnd clearly theres no smoke
\nWithout the fire of evil
\nOf the great devide thats there
\nWhite squatter camps
\nAre struggling
\nTo try to stay aware<\/p>\n
But listening to the people
\nAt their wits end for sure
\nIts treacherous and changeable
\nAnd suspicions cloud the air
\nThey are now at rock bottom
\nObscurity appears
\nAn unbelievable dilemma
\nAnd all close to tears<\/p>\n
No hospital no schools for whites
\nSpit at on the street
\nBlack first land first
\nThe new regime
\nThe threats are now complete
\nMany flaws in many arguments
\nAlong the way
\nBut contrary to reason
\nNo one can save the day<\/p>\n
Without a leg to stand on
\nSuch a jaundiced eye
\nOnesidedness is rampant
\nClosed minds now do try
\nAnd whip up more intolerance
\nAll bigoted for sure
\nThe whites are clearly waiting
\nTo be victims of the war<\/p>\n
Orania in the Northern Cape
\nIs a weird and curious place
\nAn enclave for whites
\nWith wondrous sights
\nWhere 5000 people face
\nA future in a folly possibly
\nIn a kind of harebrained vista
\nWhere they temporarily embrace<\/p>\n
Freedom from the squalor
\nFrom the base insanity
\nThe prediction is of genocide
\nThe darkest prophecy
\nImaginable we have to say
\nAn apocalpse appears
\nLikely on the horizon now
\nAnd great reservoirs of tears<\/p>\n
Are ready hydroponics
\nThe coming anarchy
\nBehold the bubbling cauldron
\nWhere everyone will be
\nMurdered thats apparently the plan
\nWhich is coming fast
\nAs their will and their volition
\nIs really fading fast<\/p>\n
Lauren Southern’s video
\nWas embittered and was bleak
\nThe courage she showed making it
\nTrying so to seek
\nSome way of overhauling
\nAn undertaking where
\nThe hawkishness and prejudice
\nMight not end up there<\/p>\n
To be in that position
\nBrought down to ones knees
\nWith black clouds really everywhere
\nReally detainees
\nWaiting for the end game
\nNow with no where to go
\nHoping for compassion
\nFrom those instigating woe<\/p>\n
Its hard not to see each of their faces
\nIn ones mind from now on in<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Living on a knife edge Weary as to how History has potentised And appeared to disallow White South Africans a place Beyond the cut and thrust Beyond the racial murders And utter disgust The brutality and murder It now is … Continue reading