Rupert Nonyane

Sleeping with the elephant

Its sad that you don't dream about freedom anymore .... Simply a lowered expection of at least im not dying... I could be in a ditch or in a mini van masked to a remote area.... What is the dream about.... Some soulless foundation of being a doctor with grim hopes of saving lives... Such a dilemma ... I thought death was between soul and its owner....

Well the treasure hunt is a pit of a million ways to die.... And one life to live.... But that is to  pass.... As traumer is a beginning.... the torch shall passed on  to the next one... And to the next one... But the message shall be conveyed

Though unclear and uncertain... It is our fault for seeking a utopia .... An elusive heaven made for the exclusive ones... Bursting  and looking for a better one... Then another one... Then here we are... Destined to grant power to another as we are powerless....

We had no idea how fortune we were until we were unfortunate... We wanted more of nothing... A better worse.... An evolution of less self reliance...

Solely depending on words and instruction.... We are at the mercy of those who lied to us daily... Weekly... Monthly... Yearly... Sold our soul before we knew our value...