Cry, My Belovered Country Poem by 107 tshepzen

South Africa! my belovered country,
South Africa! My home,
South Africa! My land,
South Africa, my priced.

Cry my belovered country,
three ships sailed your waters,
passengers like your lands,
Refreshment store build,
Inharitance of agony and pain begin.

There is a white man,
Laws of apartheid passed,
there goes our freedom,
Dirty, souless, spineless, idiotic we are,
For the colour of our skin,
In our beautiful land.

Cry our beautiful country,
Mandela is released from jail, there there is a light at the end of the tunnel,
Finaly you can see the sun,
Cry freedom is yours.