Who stands at that white door
And looks at me with a bad eye
My friend! that place is holy
That place where goodness recided
That place stands freedom
There where you stand, my friend!
Should be a pure place.
I look with my gentle look
But grieves in my heart
Where the white stands
But there I see evil emanate
I see chaos there where truth must be
That place one's stood Abraham Lincoln
That place where he fought for
With all his might
Now this age full of different colors
Stand at the place where this great fortune once stood and sin
The world I see today, one's was very gentle and calm
Gentle like a new born baby
Purified was one's our minds
But all gone
There where the brightness was I see darkness
But if these colors can unit one's more, then the colors shall stand bright again.
Now I see light
Greatness stands tomorrow
United we stand.
This poem depicts the nature of society in recent times as compared to ages where there was a tree that stood on its firm ground but has lost most of its root due to the lack of soil that will be there to support it. The tree as used in the poem signifies unity. The poet uses this to tell society and admonishes them to rise and face reality. He again cautions the human race to avoid racism, xenophobia, favoritism and any form of apartheid treatment.
In the last lines he emphasizes that though the harm has been caused, we must try every possible means to get the love, freedom, unity, joy that our forefathers left behind. He says '' Now I see light" to tell the world that there is hope for the tree ones again to regain its soil and its nutrients. This will make the world gentle once again.