I Fear My Country

The scars are reflected upon the wrinkled skin Carried down through the anguish of history But Beauty shines through their forgiving smiles We are a nation history has spoken to Yet We rejoice and feel free in the "townships" But still scared of being inferior in the "suburbs" Why so are we mentally still in jail. "I am free" proclaims our young minds Yet we are captive to drugs and crime Being a South African means breathing hope I am scared for my neighbour Even from my neighbour A gun has been called a visitor In my home shared with my kin For protection against our own people. I am young with hopes I am a young with dreams Yet I am scared of living in my homeland The beauty of my birth place escapes my mind When a young man kills When a man commits murder When a woman is raped When a woman is beaten I convey the future of South Africa My beautiful and blessed country Dear God help my country For a prayer indeed is what is needed We may not perish We may not disappoint those slain for freedom We may not lay down We will rise We will conquer Because we are South Africans Because I am a South African