Dear South Africa
This is not Xenophobia, this is Afrophobia.
You bring down statues of hate and yet you build the biggest statue of all. To kill the very people who helped liberate you. You have made this soil a monument of hatred for your brother.
We trained Mandela , we funded and armed uMkhonto we Sizwe.Chief Albert Luthuli was born in what is now Zimbabwe.
The Greek lives safely in this country
The Asian lives safely in this country
The American lives safely in this country
The Indian lives safely in this country
Yet the brother who shares your story, the very sisters who share your bloodline . This is who you burn on the streets, axe and slaughter . You are divided against yourselves and that has always been the bedrock of failure. The brothers and sisters who bled by your side, the blood that helped liberate this great nation . You thank their seeds with fire and unforgiving blades.
RHODES HAS NOT FALLEN
The greatest achievement of the colonial project was to divide and conquer. To create hatred where non existed. To draw false borders of division . That is how Rhodes grew the British empire in Africa. Through planting seeds of hate.
So you took his statue down , and three days later began to murder your own brothers. Who is the fool! For Rhodes lives in you. The seeds he planted are bearing fruit in your lives. Rhodes does not turn in his grave ,he is smiling jubilantly, to see the seeds of hate he planted sprout.
Mzilikazi fled from Shaka, settled in Bulawayo and two hundred years later, the very same bloodline class him foreigner and says he must return home. Isizulu and Isindebele are the same language , isiXhosa is a very close relative. These are massive signs of a bond that unites.
Umfecane never ended.
Colonialism never died, it flows in our blood. When kings call for the killing of cousins , RHODES HAS NOT FALLEN.
WE ARE RHODES
By Mighti Jamie