The Cursed Almond Hedge

"I see that every white man is an enemy to the black, and every black man an enemy to the white, they do not love each other and never will." King Dingane to Richard Hulley, February 1838


Can it be that when Van Riebeeck erected the Almond Hedge and starved Autshumato and his people, that like Cain and Abel, their blood boils inside the veins of the generations; the cursed hedge that remains firmly rooted in the heart of a tainted people. The Verwoerd stamp.


On 27 February 2006 the body of 11-year-old Dane Darries was found stabbed 14 times in the toilet of his primary school in Cape Town.

2012 Marikana Massacre was the greatest political atrocity next to the Sharpville Massacre.

In October 2016 Lekita Moore had been savaged. She was stabbed 98 times.  Her nipples and genitals had been cut off, a bottle was shoved up her vagina and her face was badly slashed. She had been stabbed several times in her throat and stomach.  Her mutilated body was found the next day. Her murder considered one of the most horrendous acts of violence against a human life.

2018 saw Mieshka Fakier and Siam Lee set alight - charred reminders that fire is the very essence of hell.

Our  obssessive compulsions have coloured our soil.  Colours are demons - the legion that pours hot oil over a baby and dunks a 12 year old in boiling water;  colours bludgeon white boys' to death.

Murder and Massacres have become our bedside stories. Fairytales and content for our novels - on-screen magic and blockbuster nominations.

Brown against brown
Black raping black.
Black killing white
White hating black;
White targeting one
black victim at a time.

Enemies are not annihilated by bitterness but by forgiveness. It is our peace that brings down the avenging arm that smashes the oppressor to pieces. "Sow and Reap" brings forth a harvest after its own kind.  If we wish to see the unrepentant oppressor burn for his sins against humanity we must bow our knees to forgiveness or burn with him.

We must pray that the rain we so fervently  pray and fight each other for, drains the toxins that tear into our social fabric and desecrates societies; even churches.

It will take more than showers of blessing and filled dams to cleanse our hearts from the cursed Almond Hedge.

Our prayers must become violent, our knees bruised - we must drape our pride in sackcloth and ashes and fall with our faces to the ground where blood flows, pardon reigns and mercy speaks;

the place where King Dingane 's "prophecies" have no power and hell hath no sting.

"What a piece of work is man; how noble in reason; how infinite in faculties! In form and moving, how express and admirable! In action how like an angel; in apprehension, how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals!

And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust"? *Hamlet*.


(C) Jambiya Kai



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