Reflections of A Black Christian Woman

They know their employees' struggles They know suffering-from a distance or from experience Yet they are severest in oppressing They will stop at nothing to make sure your situation doesn't improve They are stumbling blocks to personal development The lie is: the slave will always submit The slave has nothing going on for him/her The slave will die a slave The task master- the black task master is our greatest enemy At least seemingly. He thinks of his black subordinate as a slave Each day I find myself in the hands of such a master But I won't die a slave

My heart bleeds for myself and my fellow South Africans. We are in a crisis. Perhaps we’ve  been in a crisis for the past 24 years but we were lulled into sleep by words like ‘democracy’, ‘human rights’ and ‘equality for all’ ; yet these were just in theory and seemingly nothing was done to bring these to practicality. Maybe the faces of black presidents made our people transfer individual responsibility to them with the hope that the black man will sympathize more with them; that black presidents’ hearts will be true and they will always have people’s interests at heart. I myself am guilty because I have not been concerned because of other forms of distractions but that’s not an excuse. And I’m grateful that I’ve been awakened to the real struggles of my people-particularly black people and people from my own tribe, AmaXhosa. This doesn’t in any way seek to water down the experiences of other people; but I can only speak of my own experiences and those I get to observe.