THAT WORD AGAIN !!

BY: TASMIYAH EBRAHIM

We live in an advanced world created by advanced, intelligent people. people have been to the moon and back, robots are becoming part of our daily lives, smart phones tell us how to eat healthily and how much exercise we need, we build tall buildings, manufacture smart cars which are able to park themselves, we have smart, intelligent devices, which do smart, intelligent things,  yet we still need to be reminded that racism is not smart, nor intelligent.

Why do we still hear words like ‘racism, racist, anti racism, etc etc…these words should not even be uttered anymore. Racism should’ve been killed and buried a long time ago, yet it still rears its ugly head every now and then.

Why are we even still promoting ‘anti racism’, shouldn’t we, be now living in harmony with each other? Why do we need to remind people to be ‘anti racist’?

 “Hating people because of their colour is wrong. And it doesn’t matter which colour does the hating, it is just plain wrong” – Muhammad Ali –

 In these days of crime, corruption and dishonesty and so many other things that are wrong with this world, we should concern ourselves more with being ‘anti everything else wrong in this world’, Instead of hanging onto the one thing that brings the most attention to south africa. 

The human race is not a race to see whose race is the best race,,,it is about being human.

The only race that should be hated is the one you have to run…

There is no need for me to quote Mandela, Malcolm X, or any other freedom fighter, because I don’t see why someone has to ‘tell’ you not to be racist. we are not born with racism, we are taught racism.

  

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 Nobody reminded us to be racist, so no one needs to remind us to be anti racist,,,it all starts within ourselves….it’s a choice you make. So, what kind of person will you choose to be today?

 ‘In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends” – Martin Luther King Jr –

uʍop UPSIDE sı pןɹoʍ ǝɥʇ

I’m almost sure I am upside down. I have somehow managed to turn on my head because from my point of view, I can see everything upside down, so I’m quite sure I’ve been turned around.

Things don’t look so good from this side up.

I see 5 year old kids with smarter phones than their parents (although, just the sight of a 5 year old with a phone is disturbing enough)

Empty streets, because children are afraid to play outside,

Prison – like homes, because people feel safer behind bars

Murder, robbery, rape, hijackings have become the norm,

Little girls dancing like the devil is in them

Violent videos

Parents afraid of disciplining their children, In fear of creating a low self-esteem in their children

Married men and women are more in demand than singles out there

Breastfeeding in public – I know I’m going to be sentenced to death for this one. I’m not against you feeding your baby in public, it’s just the manner in which it is done. “HAYA” an islamic word, when translated means modesty, shyness, self-respect, bashfulness, shame, honor, humility, etc….every women should have HAYA, It’s what separates us from men.

Many women feed their babies in public and still manage to draw the least amount of attention to themselves, so why start now? What is the purpose of creating so much awareness. Feed your baby, do it modestly, cover up. There’s no need to tarnish this beautiful act between a mother and child.

Many will disagree with me, but it is what it is.

I thought I was lying upside down, that I had managed to turn myself around somehow, but I realise now, it’s not me who is upside down,

THIS WORLD IS UPSIDE DOWN

THE POET IN ME

Roses are red

Violets are blue

My love for u, is…strong…

Err, my love for you, is….pure…

Wait a second,,,I got this.

My love for you is…not wrong…….

 

Okay, let me try another one….

 

Your eyes are like diamonds, so bright and shiny,

The stars in the sky are also shiny, and bright..

Your face is like the moon, i’m not sure why,

Aaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrghhhhhh,

let’s just forget this…I’m hopeless, even when I try…

 

As you can see, poetry is best left to the experts.

The art of writing what your heart is hiding, is poetry. It’s passionate, emotional and heart-wrenching. It talks for you when your heart struggles to understand the world. It can open up old wounds, and can also heal a broken heart.

So, after some convincing, begging and pleading, I managed to get my loved ones to allow me to share some of their work…much respect and appreciation for these guys.

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