It is not my head,
my gut,
my culture,
my heritage
or my race that make me South African.
I am South African because of my heart.
It is not where I live,
where I grew up,
what school I went to or where I came from that make me South African.
I am South African because of my heart.
I am not here because I have no choice.
I am not here because I am trapped.
I am here because I choose to be here.
I am South African because of my heart.
You will not define me,
debase me,
defame me
or make me leave.
There is nowhere else in the world that I belong.
I am South African because of my heart.
I do not align myself with a particular belief,
system,
party,
person,
race,
area
or group.
I choose stand where I stand for the better of my country.
I am South African because of my heart.
Fear does not override me,
crime will not deter me,
racism will not defeat me
or those like me
because inside we have the same heart
and it is South African.
I am South African because of my heart
and my heart longs to be home.
This is my home.
This post was inspired by a Facebook group.
Pic Credits: cuorhome & radiant guy
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March 5th, 2008 at 7:51 pm
This is my home and I feel a strong affinity towards South Africa, which I’m most acutely aware of when I travel overseas. And you’re right, it’s a heart thing.
On the other hand, I love individual people because they’re lovable people – it matter not an iota whether they’re from South Africa or Greece. I’m cynical about concepts such as nationalism and patriotism – it places divisions between people and at its worst is the basis for unnecessary wars.