by Pureville

Created on: April 25, 2010   Last Updated: April 29, 2010

A teardrop would mean defeat and I am not yet ready to accept that hatred has won. A hate has spread so far and wide in the place that I call home that it is now slowly seeping in through our doors, breaking our windows and laughing at the precious gift God has given us: Life

Today all South Africans sit and wonder what the future holds. All around the word is being spread that on the 27th of April the blacks are planning to kill as many whites as possible. But could this really be possible? In a civilized country, where people get married, raise families, get degrees, go to work, practice religion and dream for a future, could this really come to be?

 It has been well know that since 1994 blacks have been getting revenge on whites for Apartheid, more than 3300 farmers have been brutally murdered and white people get killed for no reason. White women get viciously raped; families get wiped out in front of each other and it is all for nothing- not even a cent gets taken by the murderers in exchange for their victims lives. But what feeds this killing spree and this torture is the hate that is carried around by some blacks for whites.

I am now as calm as can be, awaiting the events of the future, my live is in Gods hands. But when looking at the brutal public photos of victims of hate crimes in SA I cannot help but feel a twist in my stomach at how inhumane these murders are; helpless children burned to death in front of their parents, men's wives raped within an inch of their lives and then tortured to death. This is much more then hate! And now I am left wondering how I, a white woman in South Africa, can still be working on her future with hope and excitement for what awaits her. I have abandoned all plans for my future and am concentrating on right now, wondering how I will protect my family from the brutality of what has befallen so many white South Africans before me. And somehow the world seems to carry on as usual. How is it that some can suffer so terribly while others continue laughing, dream and live out their lives. Could it really all come down to the fact that me and my family were unlucky enough to be white people born into South Africa?

The unfairness of it all is that all whites in SA pay their taxes, we work hard, we study, we begin out own businesses and we help to build this country, and all we get in return is the death of our fellow men.

I will continue to fight and to pray for my country and just like any other white South

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