Nothing has changed from 2014 to now 2017....

There is an internal war being fought by those who don't have high self esteem. They have been told life is in the cities for many years. They dropped everything they knew for this life and while they found that this life meant digging gold for someone else and get paid by bag of mielies and rice + R10 if you were lucky. Back at their homes they left their farms to be workers in someone's farm whom they had to grovel and call that someone "Baas/Boss" because he treated them life monkeys...you throw a monkey a banana will even dance for you, not because is the first time it sees a banana but because is in captivity. That has made more garden boys and kitchen girls than the kings and queens they used to be. Then was an introduction of booze to my people as part of their payment bonuses, wow they sang and drank until they passed out, living their "Baases/Boses" picking after them the same bonuses they gave them in exchange for more work because we're told they are baboons for they can't think and loud like baboons and monkeys. One thing they loved about these baboons in their power/strength, but these men couldn't realise that we're stronger and powerful than their masters. If one takes out a monkey or baboon outside its cage will always follow the master even if is unchained, for the mind is still chained.

Today my people have made themselves prisoners of their minds for they still refuse to let go of their cages because they were a comfort zone, where the master is God and they are zoo animals in captivity.....those animals cry hard at night for they've lost their animalistic beings to be dangerous pets. We are a danger but not to anyone else but ourselves, our ancestors are lost without words as they watch on what we have turned to be. Those who still have land at their disposal go back and farm those lands, pray for the rain like you used to do. Leave the cities for they are shity. Don't you remember you used to drink fountain spring water free but here in the shities/cities you pay for the free water of God. You used to have cows, sheeps, goats, pigs, chickens, crops, beans, melons, pumpkins, potatoes, carrots, beetroot, bulbs, ginger, garlic, honey bees and all kinds of fruits? Yes I do remember I do remember, gone are the days.... gone are the days.

O ma Afrika let us go back to our roots, let us go back to the soil. The soil is dying for it has no friend anymore, the rain is scarce and angry for it has no one calling to play once again. The rivers are angry for we have no respect anymore thus it swallow us for we no longer remember it is alive. Lions and other wild animals used to fear you even snakes would sleep next to you without biting you because you were part of something great, something powerful, something marvellous today we call God....We used to call Him Father/Bawo/Baba/Ntate Thixo/God; Father God/Qamata/Mveliqangi/Udzimu/Shikwemvhu/Yabe/Yahu/Yahawe/Ya-We = one who cannot be seen by eyes of flesh....the king of kings and lord of lords.