An open letter to the "Rainbow Nation" Of South Africa

Subject: An open letter to the "Rainbow Nation" Of South Africa
From: South Africa
Date: 4 Feb 2016

I am writing this letter to try and come to my own conclusion on what is happening around me in my own country. I am confused, frustrated and upright up scared on what my proud country is coming to.

I am a white South African with no future at all. I was born and raised here but yet I do not feel part of this country anymore. With the racism slurs hat keeps on being tossed around it is hard to see what is really the truth. I want to believe that this is the best county in the world, that it is my country and that everything will be fine and work out at the end of the day. But every time I turn on the news I hear the same thing, corruption, death, racism... When will we as a country move forward and stop picking in the past?

How can we come together as a nation to build up this wonderful country if there is organisations like the "ANTI RACISM ACTION FORUM (ARAF)" who is dividing our country? They are dividing the country by the color of our skin. They are pushing the limits on what is right and what is wrong... but the biggest problem is that they will gain followers because they will use the race card over and over again.

It sickens me to the core that this beloved country that was once a proud nation is reaching a new low. It scares me as politicians is more dirty as Pikitup truck. I am shocked to see violence every time you dare to watch the news.

I wish that one day South Africa will be able to get together as a proud nation and work together to rite the wrongs and leave the past where is belongs, in the past. Because one can not move forward if your mind is still in the past.

We have recently celebrated 20 years of Democracy, but it feels like there is still a lot of Dictatorship left as everyone is struggling to even find the basics to survive.

To my sad conclusion I have realized that I do have a future here, not a bright one full of endless possibilities but a future where I can look forward to another 20 yeas of power struggle. You can not put a flower up an asshole and call it a vase, but you can plant the flower in a garden and watch it grow.

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