King Shaka Saw it Coming

“Hey brother! You kill me, thinking you will rule, but the swallows will do that.”

This was King Shaka's words to his brother Dingane when he was assasinating him. Indeed 200 years later after Shaka screamed these words in terror, the swallows still roam and rule my blackness..maybe Shaka did not have enough power to wad off the swallows. But he had the awareness, the courage and the wisdom to discern the good and the bad that the west brought to our land.

And he knew that inevitable as we turned against each other, our land would be swallowed by the swallows, and we would have nothing land, no pride, no identity.

Yes it is 200 years later, and yes my people die like flies from nutrition related chronic illnesses. There is just not enough land for my blackness to eat..the swallows have come, and built empires of commercials..when I cannot bear measuring up to the standards of flashy cars and glittering lifestyle, I stuff myself with sweets, injected meat and all that the stomach can carry..and slowly I die!!!!

My children cannot even speak vernacular, but can however not speak enough English to stop the swallows from dictating where, how, when the black man should exist. My children's brains are so stuffed up with all the junk that the media and commercial food markets can feed them. They just cannot see beyond the next pair of expensive sneakers and jeans..their souls are scattered everywhere, in a bid to find they drown themselves in drugs and everflowing alcohol..indulging in unrestricted sexual explorations at ages younger than 15

I pay thousands of rands a month for the piece of land which I reside. Maybe for half of my life I will..yes it is practicality....a black man lives to pay debts, there is just no other meaning to life. This is how things turned out to be after all the segragation and oppression was done..but is this the future we hope for?

On 22 September 1828, his bodyguard Mbopha, and his half-brothers Dingane and Mhlangana, stabbed Shaka near his military barracks at Dukuza. As the great King Shaka's life ebbed away, he called out to his brother Dingane:

“Hey brother! You kill me, thinking you will rule, but the swallows will do that.”
Seek Anfind 2014/08/12 07:59:14 PM
sounds pitiful. .
Wehr Wulf 2014/08/12 08:17:01 PM
At this rate blacks will evolve a pair of eyes on the back of their heads - always constantly looking back and whining about the past.
Langa Kapueja 2014/08/12 08:23:54 PM
I had a divine guesstimation in the early hours this morning... Now, ehrr...When Zuma dies he will shout; "My brothers, you shall never rule this land, because it will be the wh0res I've left behind who shall preside over you!!!" ...I swear on on Pallo Jordan's missing doctrate... Please say "Makhosi"!!!
Solomzi Jijana 2014/08/12 08:59:32 PM
Rich white men rule the world the difference is we all slaves now.
Christo Vd Merwe 2014/08/13 08:17:50 AM
Ag shame..........
Johnny B Goode 2014/08/13 08:40:35 AM
And then the author said:"How can we stand up for ourselves, take a long, hard look in the mirror, and realize that the only way forward is to instill a sense of self pride in ourselves that we feed with the responsibility that comes with accepting that only we can change our current situation by dilligent planning and hard work to attain that goal." Not. Rather be a charity case for life you only have one life anyway might as well waste it. At least you'll have company. Lots and lots of company.
James Smythe 2014/08/13 10:36:48 AM
I guess you have been watching the nonsensical thing in TV which has no resemblance to truth, except by pure happenstance from time to time! Shaka saw very little coming in fact and completely failed to comprehend the political dimensions of engaging with a great Empire such as Britain was at that time. He failed to understand that the few inhabitants of Port Natal were in fact subjects of a powerful nation with modern military power - and could not envisage that power at all. Towards the end of his life he was most concerned to obtain a bottle of 'Macassar Hair Oil' which promised to restore his hair from grey to black and which Francis Fynnn was hoping to obtain for him from England. He had seen this advertised in a British journal brought to him by Fynn. Such are the great 'affairs of state' in the world of Shaka. His successor Cetswhayo also did not 'get it' until far too late, as can be seen from the 1879 destruction of the Zulu kingdom.