It’s easy to talk about making the most of your circumstances when your world stands raised up high on the pedestal of privilege.
It’s a beautiful song of freedom hearing them sing about life not being about the hand you were dealt, but rather,how you play your cards.
If your circumstances had absolutely no bearing on the status quo then I guess I’d see folk from wealthy backgrounds ,with a personality of a brick, experiencing the same struggles of folk that possess limited resources, bucket loads of enterprise and charismatic charm. It doesn’t quite work that way though, does it?
It’s true that nothing in this life is given, “nothing for mahala baba!”. What is life but a constant battle. This is the jungle – you gotta fight hard for what you want and ten times harder to keep it. Some people gotta move mountains, some gotta break down walls and some simply gotta walk through open doors. There’s reason why we look up to public figures with a tough past who defied all odds to rise up and achieve their goals, exceed people’s expectations of them… Just like the rose that grew from the concrete. Struggle exudes its own sorta beauty and exposes beautiful gems for what they really are. Sometimes you have no clue what strength lies within you until fighting is the only choice you have. Fighting to do better, be better, to excel.
I think of this country I live in and how many people choose to either ignore our history (spitting in the face of the freedom fighters that struggled for a better South Africa) or simply sweep the apartheid under the rug like that shit never even happened. Well, if you believe that racism doesn’t exist here then you’re sheltered or living in a fool’s paradise. The point I’m getting at is that the injustices of the past were never rectified. How do you turn around decades of holding back a nation, wealth that’s been stripped from the land (and the people)? BEE means nothing if most of the countries wealth is still held by a minority.