Your Shiny BEE Suit

I am not impressed by your shiny BEE suit

Your shiny BEE suit does not impress me.
Picturesque garments never match obnoxious souls,
Ignorant of the sufferings of many,
Lacking self worth and hiding behind your fake Armani suit
And ‘International’ souvenirs of days gone by
Oblivious to the light shining from the suit,
Clearly painting your inner insecurity conflict…

I am not impressed by your shiny BEE suit
Your shiny BEE suit does not impress me.
It lacks authenticity
And oozes vanity in excess,
It screams your arrogance,
And lack of grace.
You are the master of flamboyance,
And a failed student of benevolence.
And yet you don’t even know why your suit shines.

I am not impressed by your shiny BEE suit
Your shiny BEE suit does not impress me,
Because I know why it shines.
Your suit shines because it drips of blood,
The blood of young martyrs, who fought for the liberation of our nation,
Liberation for the de-enslavement of the oppressed mind.
Your suit shines of forgotten promises made,
It drizzles embezzled wealth and unearned riches.

I am not impressed by your shiny BEE suit
Your shiny BEE suit does not impress me,
Because I know it shines of an insecure and weeping soul,
So out of touch with itself
That it seeks external manifestations for inborn confidence
Hiding your historical duty behind the plastic English accent
Hungry for confirmation from the world
You continue to shine with our forefather’s blood.

Your shiny BEE suit does not impress me,
It’s as meaningful as those fake Italian shoes you adorn with such pride
You have etched a memory of loss on the world
And have sold your soul essence
Spiritually poor, you keep searching the world
Ravenous and hungry for security and love
All you are is a little boy,
Who has forgotten who he is…
So your suit shines for you, but it does not impress me.
I see right through it, black diamond.

Submitted by Gcobani Qambela (Age 23, studies at Rhodes University): Youth Tube - By the Youth, for the Youth