NKANDLA(clean version)

If money is the root of evil,

I bet he dug very deep by now.

All those who fought more than

He did during those tough days,

Before him they bow.

A black white house in our

Country where a tree that

Bear millions is anchored.

Looking at those homeless kids,

Tears slowly drop from my eyes,

When I think that even cows

Are given the hospitality that

Our poor brothers and sister

Don’t deserve.

Our grandparents left their fields for us,

But we don’t even have money

To buy the seeds of life.

We are sometimes sleeping

With empty stomachs,

No water, no electricity, no shelter.

We are hypnotized by the people

In charge. Those whom we look up

For, when we are in need.

Ge ele sebata sona se bataletsi,

Ge ka moka di senyega, se lebeletsi

Bana ba thari e ntsho ba fetsa ke malwetsi,

Dihlare kua dipetlele ba feletswi,

Tshelete yona re jetswi,

Ka ge le bona gore moago sebata se agetswi.

Ke NKANDLA, lentsu leo re swanetsego

Go le goeletsa, ka gore ka nnete

Re lapishitswe ke bo menetsa.

We have a mini country in

Our own nation, South Africa

A rainbow nation, the land of the free,

Nkandla, the land of the rich.

21 March 1960,

69 lives were lost, in order

For us to taste the fruits of freedom.

But they never informed us that the

Fruits were this bitter.

If this is what they call freedom, I’d

Be glad to become a slave to a white man.

The black government is not

Doing any justice to our nation.

We are treated like puppets,

We speak whenever they

They want us to.

They threatened the public protector

For doing her job, I wonder what they

Had in mind by then. See…

I’m in love with my country, but

It seems like hatred is branching out

To the current leaders for their mischief.

Ba agishane ga basa dumedishwa,

Ba agetswi legora ka ge bahumi

Ba sa kopane le bahlaki.

Re ba nameditse godimo gore

Ba re kgele dikenywa tsa bophelo,

Efela ba re tshwela ka mare,

Batho ba tse mpe dipelo.

NKANDLA leina la go llomisha mala,

Motse wa maemo a godimo,

Efela rena ba re gana ka dintlo tsa mahala.

Ka dipelo re ba sweri,

Dikgupi le tsona re di rweli,

Kgankga e ja nkgawane.

Ge a dirile tse pedi dihlogo

Tsa go tlala maaka le meetse,

O ka se mmotse selo.

Dipalo dia pala, enoba kgowa

Ya go se tsebe le sekgowa.

Sa gagwe ke go jeletsa batho

Letsese la dipeketsana.

I write what I like, because

It is my right to say what is right.

My duty to put the truth right

In front of your eyes.

I really feel for the homeless beings,

Let Nkandla be a charity home,

Then South Africa shall be free

And have peace.

HAPPY HUMAN RIGHTS DAY!!