Here is a link to the video on the A world of colour on the previous page and another documentary that really moved me... South Africans need to have a heart for those who are suffering and forget about race they are (in case you could not find the other one)
and a poem I wrote: A world with COLOUR
How many colours can you name?
Well I run out of fingers when I count them
and end up looking at my palms.
I stare deep into them and think about what they have done
and what my people have done and what
the world has become...
Most of fellow men chose not to look at what I see.
They still continued with the old and destructive tendencies
that our forefathers went into the grave for, that created worlds apart and less friends with more foes.
The same paradigm, today, has killed a united nation
and gave birth to selfish and sublime murderer. 'Pull him down'.
I saw character they saw skin,
they looked at outward appearance
and spat on the surroundings of man.
I glanced at the soul and saw what was within.
everything is now black and white.
From the fires in the camp
to the stands where sporting teams meet.
The world we live in has so much colour,
so much diversity so much beauty,
so much inspiration
so much euphonious sound.
The world has so much, but
why do we still make it seem as a silent 19 twenty something movie with no story line?
Try to name all the colours while counting on your fingers
when you run out look at your hands and stare into your palms
see what you can create, what you can become.
Let your hands create a world with spleandour
and a world without racial division.
How many colours can you name?
Well I run out of fingers when I count them
and end up looking at my palms.
I stare deep into them and think about what they have done
and what my people have done and what
the world has become...
Most of fellow men chose not to look at what I see.
They still continued with the old and destructive tendencies
that our forefathers went into the grave for, that created worlds apart and less friends with more foes.
The same paradigm, today, has killed a united nation
and gave birth to selfish and sublime murderer. 'Pull him down'.
I saw character they saw skin,
they looked at outward appearance
and spat on the surroundings of man.
I glanced at the soul and saw what was within.
everything is now black and white.
From the fires in the camp
to the stands where sporting teams meet.
The world we live in has so much colour,
so much diversity so much beauty,
so much inspiration
so much euphonious sound.
The world has so much, but
why do we still make it seem as a silent 19 twenty something movie with no story line?
Try to name all the colours while counting on your fingers
when you run out look at your hands and stare into your palms
see what you can create, what you can become.
Let your hands create a world with spleandour
and a world without racial division.
