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This is one of the very few times where I am just lost for words. 2015 is a big year for our country. Its exactly 21 years ago when South Africa was declared a democratic country, this was wonderful news as it meant that our country now belonged to all those who live in it. It meant that we would all live in peace and harmony, that whatever oppression was faced was no more. It was also a year in which both I and many of my friends were born. Born into a country we'd all be proud of.
The recent xenophobic attacks have left so much for all of us to wonder. Are we really free? Does our country really belong to ALL those who live in it?! Has oppression really ended?! Are all these things only on paper?! On some constitution that can be found on a government website and is never read?!
Nevertheless, my heart bleeds and is saddened by the recent happenings in the KwaZulu Natal and Gauteng province. What is even more sad is the potential of such actions spreading throughout our country. All it takes is for a group of mobilised individuals and they good to go.
Why are we even at a point as a country of having to write, discuss and talk about such?! Way before 1994, many of our known and unsung heroes resided in many African countries. The grandchildren of those that helped the likes of Nelson Mandela are the very same people we are killing, stoning and burning to death.
If you, like I, are against Xenophobia join in the movement and include the #NoToXenophobia movement across all social networks.


Emancipate yourself from mental slavery,
None but ourselves can free our minds- Bob Marley, Redemption Song.