A downtrodden soul


The more and more i am exposed to the intolerbale cruelty and harsh conditions faced by beggars in RSA,
i am starting to see the bigger picture.
We are so quick to point out others' mistakes and in our hypocritical stance,we never take the time to hear their stories...
Today i was humbled and saddened to give a beggar five minutes of my time and what i heard appalled me greatly.
This white man (yes, i said it) was beyond down trodden. He was eloquent and even had manners far better than
most of my varsity collegeues. But, he was of another era (by that i mean he lived a lavish life before Democracy)
where fast cars and drugs ruled his existence. He had it all, a dream job as an exec and even got interviews with
the press every now and then. But in the wake of democracy where all the corrupt arms-dealing companies that had once
been the cornerstone of apartheid crumbled-people like Mr Schoeman also crumbled. No job, no money, no savings, no home,
never married and yes of course no more white dominance. He became a lost-cause; soup kitchens, shelters for the homeless
and the brutal force of Cape Town's windy nights contributed to his ailing health.
His appearance made me think about the amount of times i have looked down on people like him, blaming their current positions on their own choices.
Next time, maybe a R10 note could aid that helpless man on the street-oops aquafresh wouldn't hurt either.lol
adieu good people

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