Joshlin: Meer as ’n naam

The child with the blue-green eyes is gone. The child disappears in the darkness of a land that has forsaken her. In the shame of a community that turned its gaze away. The child that cries at the violence, hides in the shadow of injustice, who lives in the conscience of a society… The child isn’t dead. The child is gone. Rise up in our communities, shout on our cellphones and haunt the corridors of parliament. And wait for the answer: Where is our justice?