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Submitted to Contest #51
CONTEXT South African Apartheid: Systemic racism flowed like bloody rivers and seeped into the souls of the South African people. A time where the Black, Indian, Mixed-Race and Asian majority were segregated and dehumanised because of the colour of their skin. For 50 years, people of colour fought, marched, rioted and died for their basic human rights and equality with their fair-skinned peers. 26 years later, besides racism not being the law, we are nowhere close to the equality and freedom that people like Mandela, Biko, Hani and so many...
Spirals flowed like a waterfall around her mocha face. Eyes full of aspiration, curiosity and innocence, she looked at the two men in front of her: a young, chocolate man, fuzzes of raven spiked around his face, a turban firmly on his head, eyes as deep as the ocean; a man of six decades, whimsical swirls framed his face in shades of grey, eyes glistened with coffee swirls. Anxiety started filling her throat as she slipped a loose spiral behind her ear and apprehensively asked: “What is God?” “God is a miracle.” “God is the immortal hand...
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