Every so often someone decides to change a street name and there's a big hullabaloo (I don't know how to spell brooha). Perhaps some names should never change.
I drive past Gert van Rooyen Drive. A dreadful time in South Africa's history and a reminder (not that we need one) of how precious our children are and how easily they can be taken from us.
Next Hendrick Verwoerd Drive. Never forget how one idea from one misguided person can ruin the lives of millions and sow hatred that may never be erased.
Perhaps we need a Mugabe Drive so that we never allow one person to become a despot, caring only for himself and blind to the suffering of his faithful followers.
Oh sweet child of mine...
5 years ago
1 comment:
Hmmnn...as long as Mugabe Drive is a dead end.
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