I'm hurt

As I up the mountain and see As I lay my eyes unto these streets Ohh I burst into tears, For I can't chain how I feel, I feel hurt wounded inside It pains witnessing a graduate selling CD's by the street side It aches to see my new Born's peers being clothed with plastics , Some used as pampers, Ngilimele ,ke gobetse Ka gare All these I wish I can slap myself ,for I wanna wake from such a dream, For my ancestors never dreamt of a new S.A to be as such , Senzeni to now I wait to hear For I have saw enough of tears Better South Africa, restore our pride ,it's time