an eye fo an eye

we were tired of Nelson Mandela and his bloody truth and reconciliation commission.

we knew the white man who had killed my son. we were all there when he received amnesty. that night, we went to his house to kill his son as he had slain ours.

we took the back route to his home, through the bush. the leaves stung and cut our bodies as we moved, but nothing was going to deter us. when we got to the fence i waited for the last minute of my suffering.

i took aim then shot the six or seven year old in the back of his head...

tiyo kakaza

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Name	Comment	Date
Erna	Sparse. Tight. To the point. Like poetry. Very disturbing, very real. Without the miracle (miracle = an event outside the laws of nature) of forgiveness, violence begets violence begets violence…	2007-11-04
Louis	Disturbing. A reminder how mankind dotes on vengeance. Perhaps South Africans are at the top of the list, I may be wrong.	2007-11-05
Mandy	This is a short and potently disturbing piece of writing. It feels like a dam wall of emotion is captured in a few lines. I find it extremely sad.	2007-11-10
Ginny	I thought this was horrible. The words 'seriously disturbed man' come to mind. Hopefully writing it out of your system works better than actually getting hold of a gun.	2007-11-14
Lynette	I think this piece reminds us how easy it is to lose our minds. Well done for reminding me of the hidden horrors we face each day.	2007-11-23
James	Unnecessarily violent and disturbing. I don’t see the point of the piece other than to cause unpleasantness.	2007-11-23
Ron	Pointless vengance. Cry the beloved country has all this too but after reading that my eyes were opened. I'm afraid I want to keep mine shut after reading this. But then maybe that's what you want. If so - well done	2007-12-13