I have sat stagnant on the matter

Hoping my silence would speak volumes

Preventing nouns and verbs from taking form

In the hopes that mankind would correct themselves

That we would do what we do and a hashtag would be the usual fix

Weeks in and we got the tag line, #NoToXenophobia

A bit long, but straight to the point and direct

If only we could engage in less violence and more dialect

Give voices a chance instead of fists
You see, brother I can’t breathe

I’m being smothered by shame

I am an African and my people have disappointed me

They sight abject poverty, unemployment and famine as excuses

Preaching about rights to enjoy their mother land

Forgetting their responsibility to respect life

Are they wrong to believe they are entitled to a heritage

But then again are they allowed to use another as leverage
My sister, I’m struggling to breathe

I’m having fits of short breath

Due to the thoughts of our potentially soon to be struggling economy

We used to get along but things have become complicated

Maybe instead of democratic, they feel things should be dictated

We used to be neighbors but now they’ve developed a God Complex

I miss life when it was at its simplest…
My friend, I think I’ve forgotten how to breathe

If memory serves it involves cooperation and unity

Unfortunately there is none of that in my life anymore

Friends have turned to enemies 

While sticks, stones and fire have become the language of the land

Blood flows, creating rivers on the land
My ninja, I’m not sure if I want to breathe

I’ve seen too much pain and grief

Hate words and terms suddenly surround me

Social media has become my enemy

I see videos and I’m afraid

I see videos, all I see is dead people
South Africa, I can’t breathe

I’m out of breath from shouting bring back my Africa

I can’t breathe

I’m losing hope in humanity

South Africa, I can’t breathe

I feel like I’m chasing dreams

Hoping for the Ubuntu of yesteryear 

South Africa, help me please

I am seeking peace

Asseblief, mayibuye iAfrika

Conflicting views have created anomalies within your perceptionYou’ve been pushed this way, that way ever since conception

I’ve watched as you wondered aimless and seeking purpose

You’re afraid and bury all your true thoughts beneath your surface

Society has created roles and forces you to play a part

Now you are caught between listening to them or following your heart
You were raised to believe that a woman belongs in the kitchen and must submit to a man

But the media tells you that you can do everything a man can

And this affects your views on feminism

Wondering if you are in competition with every human being with a stick between their legs

Can you challenge a man without being called bitter or someone filled with hate

Or face the stereotype of being labeled an angry black woman

Or just a woman who doesn’t know her place

On the other side time forces you to run another race

Conceive today or wait till it’s too late

No one asks if you want children or a family

It’s what should be done by a girl raised properly
You are limited in terms of expressing your sexuality

Showing experience and preference is referred to as promiscuity

Boys will be boys and girls are just their toys

Satisfaction shouldn’t be your concern but his

“Don’t forget you have a hand” is the only advice from your peers

You no longer understand what is meant by commitment

You are to believe in love but hear the word “divorce” after every statement
Denied opportunities because of what you are

Paid less, taunted more and held back because of who you are

You graduate and go unappreciated

Instead people care more about who you maybe might have dated

Sisterhood sounds like a myth of yesteryear

Too many females fighting with you and ready to compare

No one is happy and celebrates your victories

All you hear is “what makes her special, who is she”
Community has changed and the world has become its worst

There’s no longer a desire to do good, there’s no longer that thirst

You are described as hot or sexy and you respect that

I miss the days when women were pretty and beautiful and could only accept that

Your value is lost in this modern era

Your opinion and voice are considered noise and an error

You forgot your worth and that you deserve better

More than rape and a man who beats you

More than settling for others expectations

More than being an after thought in a conversation

In the midst of the spark, we consumed too much and got lost in the fumes

Now high off our own supply, tripping off the chemistry of us

We are on our love ecstasy, we’re in deep

Depths the ocean couldn’t reach, the stars couldn’t cover and only God’s love for us can compete
You take me to places within myself I didn’t know could exist, 

I am afraid to lose myself in you

I’m afraid to give you the best parts of me

Because you’re the only one to ever want to love me

Because of the potential cuts laying in wake of my shattered glass heart waiting for you to take
I can already picture the scars and slits as you try piece me together

You are yet to promise forever but I can already see it in your actions

The way your hands say you love me and the volume your silence speaks

You are yet to promise forever but I can see it in your actions

I can see, you notice me
If this were the real me and you, would we let this moment take place

This temporary okay mistake, I hope you know I don’t usually do this

On introduction night, fantasize about reproduction and white picket fences

I’m not even sure I can pronounce your name, wait, do you even know mine?

Oh God, you take me to places within myself I didn’t know could exist

Am I wondering too far 

or maybe moving a little too fast, do you need a chance to catch up… 

So we can come together… And there after you can catch your breath.
Eyes closed and face to face, I can tell its too late to walk away

Close enough to lock lips, close enough to whisper words that matter but not close enough for us to share the secrets we hide

For you are a stranger I just met, barely a friend, now a lover, maybe a life partner or maybe just not yet.
We don’t know who we are, for we are still finding each other

We don’t know who we are, for I don’t know who I am

We don’t know who we are, and tomorrow I will take the time to find myself a little more 

but right now I accept right now, I’m supposed to be with you

Because I know, for the first time in my life, I’m with someone who feels like I do.