Sunday 11 January 2015

The cost of a WOMAN

South African women


One of the cheapest things in South Africa is a woman. Cars, that  crash in a split second, are valued more. Sad really but very true. Being a man, however is a totally different scenario.

You see a boy is groomed from a very early age that, he must own a wife as this makes him more of a man. So when they start to work, they save for this.

How much do you think a woman should be? Let's consider that she not only has matric but some form of degree. In other words she is independent and will not be reliant on the man. On the flip side of the coin, girls have been groomed to believe that they must get married in order to be valuable. You hear utterances like "Those who are not married please stand as we pray for you", mostly in churches and weddings.

A woman is sidelined by other women if she is not married and she is seen as less of a woman. Going back to my earlier question, how much should a woman be? How much would you pay for someone who will cook for you(South African men only want food cooked by their own wives), clean your house, wash and iron your clothes, bare children for you and still be your companion?

20k or 200k? Well I will be honest, prices range from 16k to plus 200k.
Expensive?

Consider this, if you had a house helper and you paid them R2200 every month, by the end of the year you would have spent R26,400-00. Now the maths is easy when you start counting years. Be reminded that you will be without companionship as well as bedroom sports and mothering your kids.

I, for one am against the practices of Lobolo, but if it should be paid, how much would a fair price be. If it was your daughter they were asking for would your price be steep or low?


       


        

Tuesday 6 January 2015

it took a word




It took a word

It took a word
To create misunderstanding
To condone loathing
To elevate murders
A word of ‘kaffir’
That came into being
As animals to be hunted
It took a word
To ensure betrayals
And belittling of kings.


It took a word
To turn a full grown woman
To a girl
A man into a boy
A word of ‘baas’
A word that terrified
That became a nightmare
To youths and adults alike
A word of self-made gods.

It took a word
To build a nation
To unite a people
To bind hearts
A word of ‘amandla’
Echoing in the years
Of unacceptable belonging
It took a word
To bind hatred
And cast out revenge