What have the children done?
This past Monday a Facebook friend,
Litye Mathiso wrote, ”On the 20th July 2014 a sad day I was hijacked
my car, cellphones taken away. Now I know how it feels to be a victim of crime.
Good evening.”
It is sad. It is a pitiful, painful
and sad reality of our society. We wake up each day in anticipation of the next
bad sad story. Mostly, whilst we wait we then become the subject of the story,
like my FB friend.
What member of society hunches up
in a corner contemplating a sexual assault on a three month old baby? What kind
of a person ‘scouts’ a hit on the home of a hard-working man, watches his
family for days on end, revises his plans a thousand times, attacks and in the
process finds a gleeful moment in raping a mother in the presence of her
children and their dying father?
What ear deafens to the wail of a
boy as they hang onto their four-year-old almost life, but gets excited to the
wild screeches of the tyre and the manoeuvres of the steering wheel?
We are a society that has long gone
past needing to be prayed for, Mfundisi. No. God does not wear All Stars, he
does go across a highway when a thousand vehicles approach at a 120km/h. God
does not remember us. In fact, who is that?
We are a society that requires no
science to understand, Criminologist and Psychologist. No. We do not any
full-scale enquiry. We do not need leadership, we’ve squandered it, ate Mandela
whilst he was alive, spit on his dream and now we piss on his grave. Not us!!
No no no.
We are a society that has stopped
dreaming, afraid to fly and eat and drink and eat and drink. That is us. We eat
our children, black and white. That is us. If something is not brutal, it does
not define us. We are scum, we have no pity, and just do not talk to us about
conscience!!
We live in envy, of nations, of
neighbours, of relations, of siblings, of spouses, of our children. It would be
better if we did nothing.
In the end, we need to ask what
have the children done to deserve us.
