We were designed to be the Same but not with Our skin Aim. Separated Races a Matched with different stories to Tell,  behind everything that they been through. Difference site were given different colours through the South of Africa,  allowed everything to be White but by Force not by the love of their Pour Souls. More and More pressure each day,  tears Flowing down to Form UThukele River, Roar for Freedom each day by day living Under a threat wishing they could have Strength to Fight back but now,  no one wish to go back Now still blacks manage to brought back Light in the South Of Africa
Done by Mvuseleli MLOTHA ( poetry is all I know )