May I have your attention please!” Shouted the old, short, academic woman.
African sons and daughters you need a change, you need a new leader
May I commit myself and lead you to a new era, a newer South Africa
People have fought and died for this freedom, it’s time we claim it back
Hani, my ex, Biko and many more, we owe it up to them to build and make this country work.
Excuses, lack of delivery and finger pointing are the order of the day and the masses are forgotten
Let us take back this country and lead it away from the greedy and corrupt.
Escape from your capturers and let’s start a brand new journey with a brand new brand.
Rumors of her arrival spread and reporters gathered hungry for fresh news
A fresh and new vision, a new direction is born. Murmured the undecided and the disgruntled
Many a people gathered willing to embark on the journey of change and prosperity.
People looking for a new home to settle, with the thirst to build a prosperous country.
Hope kept them going for a while but just fizzled out like a liquid losing its effervescence.
Elsewhere in the corridors the short, old academic was looking for a home herself
Leaving those who supported her confused not only by her name but her actions
Everyone just watched with disbelief as she jumped ship boarded the chariot and waved her dream goodbye.