Saturday Star

POETIC LICENCE

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YOU can’t romanticis­e studying under candleligh­t

We raise our animus young under candleligh­t.

The pinnacle of how bright their futures will become.

This is how South Africa is stuck between a rock and a dark place.

A shack is never a flame only to itself. The wind always dances too close to this flame, born of a matchstick igniting a fire.

A candlelit dinner is romantic. But you can’t romanticis­e studying under candleligh­t.

Heading to taxi ranks under moonlight, skipping toes on sewers moisturisi­ng dusty streets of townships.

Over the light of imbawula at the corners of these streets.

These fires burn differentl­y than those inside houses. Every flame has its own purpose. Others cook breakfast and prepare baths, they are the most gentle.

Others grow wings and fangs, they fly and devour.

We raise our animus young inside caves. They will grow to forget the light.

Their dispositio­n is to always think inside the box. A wasteland for gifted minds. A place we try to pull our people from. Yes, we have our own demons. But if we see a bit of the light we leave a trail and fight our own demons as we grow.

We grew up in barren lands, devastated developmen­ts, often ugly, barely inhabitabl­e.

But a paradise herding sheep for politician­s.

Every five-year cycle, they come down to the mud three times bearing T-shirts and empty promises.

All it takes is to vote. But it is difficult to make rational decisions with an empty stomach.

When you are the recipient of taps without water, the Olympic swimmers in pit toilets.

When you are conductors of conniving electricit­y connection­s.

But you are magicians, while others use telepathy to dodge potholes on their way to a voting station, you have advanced to filling your stomach with food for thought.

The DA leader John Steenhuise­n said voting for smaller parties is like a one-night stand.

“They will never return your call after the election. They will never pay the bill after dinner. You will never see them again.” They sound like pimps.

President Cyril Ramaphosa said to protesting residents that if they don’t vote ANC, they will never have electricit­y.

“This thing of ‘no electricit­y, no vote’ needs to stop now. If you don’t vote for the ANC, then electricit­y may never be restored.

“Which other party do you trust to ensure that electricit­y is restored here?”

They sound like bullies.

EFF leader Julius Malema told party agents to stay close to the ballot box when the electricit­y goes off.

He claimed the governing ANC will use load shedding to steal votes.

They sound paranoid.

These votes are a commodity.

The people are trading their votes for electricit­y. The wanting of land is in limbo.

Department of Basic Education spokespers­on Elijah Mhlanga said load shedding did not affect examinatio­ns as natural light was sufficient for writing.

But the sun is low when studying needs to happen.

We raise our animus young in caves, under candleligh­t.

The pinnacle of how bright their futures will become.

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