Now I Pray (In Answer To Matthews Phosa

God, help me, You did not create me
to beg for crumbs
and I bend my knees to nobody
but to You who deserve it

and even in my misery You walk on the road with me,
see the boots of the oppressors,
how they trample
my humanity and that of other Afrikaners,
leaving indelible impressions

that begs for your judgement,
that asks that You even break rocks,
destroying them,
who do not consider myself and other Afrikaners as human beings.

Let Your judgement fall as was prophesied,
loosen the winds of Your battle,
let Your broom wipe clean
and free my people and me
that we also each can have a place in the sun
and stay forever free in Your protecting hand.