My Thoughts Are Like Quick Little Fish

I Look At An Ant And I See Myself: A Native South African, Endowed By Nature With A Strength Much Greater Than My Size So I Might Cope With The Weight Of A Racism That Crushes My Spirit.

In New York I Heard A Piece Of Ground, Written By A White South African, Jeremy Taylor. I Modified It A Little And Sang It Myself. That Song Is Very Special To Me Because It Deals With The Land Question In Southern Africa. We Were Dispossessed Of Our Land.

It Is Very Much The Theme Of Our President, President Thabo Mbeki, Whose Passion Is For Africa To Work Together, And For Africans To Get Up And Do Things For Us. We Are Trying As Women To Do Things For Ourselves.

I Have One Thing In Common With The Emerging Black Nations Of Africa: We Both Have Voices, And We Are Discovering What We Can Do With Them.

I Ask You And All The Leaders Of The World: Would You Act Differently, Would You Keep Silent And Do Nothing If You Were In Our Place? Would You Not Resist If You Were Allowed No Rights In Your Own Country Because The Color Of Your Skin Is Different To That Of The Rulers, And If You Were Punished For Even Asking For Equality? I Appeal To You, And Through You To All The Countries Of The World, To Do Everything You Can To Stop The Coming Tragedy. I Appeal To You To Save The Lives Of Our Leaders, To Empty The Prisons Of All Those Who Should Never Have Been There.