A Race Issue

 A Race issue

She drives in with her car and she glances at mine
Having troubles that she left behind looking like a dumped
Lesbian lover. Her demons crawl out as soon as she sees me
Conversating with the men attending to my dirty car needs
She then screams with a loud voice "really now"
Is she still carrying her pride in this present age

 I kept calm as her unknown old lover from behind
Jumps out from his car and defends her, I stood there
While my coloured brother kept defending himself
From these apartheid experts. I decided to take my time
And allow the men to scrub my rims clean
 If they hate people of colour then why reside in Africa

 I see them with their sure selves reporting to the manager
But I also got to report the matter so that my people keep their
Labour, for a while slave mentality has bound us in chains
And freedom will reign truly when Jehovah God begins to reign
They may believe me or not but the truth has it's way of reigning
 Am I disgusted you ask and I say indeed i am

Let me not harbour hatred or loathness in my heart
But the new South Africa is not so new after all
This has been an illusion from 1994 until 2013
A man of colour will be far lesser than the European man
No matter what car they drive or house they live in
Kinky hair, dark or brown skin, Slavery is Africa's gene