What is happening ?

What's happening to this world
this country
Where protection order is the new birth certificate for our women
We're like the Apple that fell far from the tree
Where fallen leaves are the only trace to our origin
Now it's hard for us to be organic
Man oh.. cruel man
What are you showing us?
You know that we have to reap what we sow and what I'm looking at is not a good picture at all
It's a shame that even a frame come make you any better
Man what's the matter

What's happening or rather what happened
Women used to wear beautiful hairstyles for beauty but now they wear them to disguise their bruises
Weren't not tress supposed to give us life because now they're using them to take one
This was supposed to be a family tree not a cemetery
I mean the apple was not yet on the tree but still growing seed and unfortunately it also got deceased

What's happening to this world what happened or rather what's going to happen
If this, what's happening it's called being a man then I don't want to be part of that clan
I don't want to be the ink that gives power to the pen that keeps on writing this horrible history
Let us not let fear be the narrator of her story
I refuse to keep quiet I'm sorry
Not in my name but with her pain I shall deploy myself to take out the trash until I get out of this flash
Tshegofatso Pule and your unborn child may your soul rest in power

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