Levesa, my broken hometown

LET HIS VOICE BE HEARD

“Levesa, my broken hometown, the foundation of my youth, where my roots lie. The thought of imagining my township back in the days when peace, love, and freedom reigned in it, breaks my heart. When I look at Monyakeng today I see a different setting. I’m so grateful to have the privilege to pour my heart out about this matter.

If we as the community of Monyakeng are not in any way considerate of changing our own township, then no one will come from somewhere else and do it for us. It is our dome, our township, our livelihood and we must “practice the effort.” Of Cause, the transformation will not happen overnight, but nothing is ever achieved without much endurance.

The above-quoted text is a pure feeling of a young man who also feels threatened about the issue of GANGSTERISM. This young man outlined the fact that he might be young of age but he still recalls how peaceful our place used to be. A 17-year-old Kamohelo Matube seemed not only concerned about what’s happening today but his worries also lie on the future of our place. As he said “My mind is not at ease as I continue hearing about the killings around my hood and the fact that it is mostly young people who are involved in such barbaric acts, makes me sit on my thoughts and wonder how the future of our place will turn out to be if we still riding on this path”. Kamohelo is also worried about the next generation and hoping it won’t inherit on the wrong deeds of today’s generation.

“I Lost a Brother and Cannot Find Peace”

Unfortunately gangsterism is a very sensitive issue in such a way that many people hinder themselves from talking about it, but that doesn’t mean it does not cross their minds. Fortunate enough we found others who are eager to broadcast their fears and thoughts regarding this matter. This issue caused trauma to families of many victims in a way that they can’t seem to forget about the incidents. It puts them in a tight spot where they also feel unsafe especially when justice is not served.

One of the family members to a victim who wishes to remain anonymous for safety reasons speaks about how what happened to his brother affected him. He says this matter broke him into pieces, and it doesn’t seem to elude his mind even now. He was so hurt that it even disturbed him at school, but ultimately he survived, he thanks his lectures who held his hand and comforted him throughout his exams.

On the question about his families’ safety and justice pertaining what happened to his brother, he said he doesn’t feel well because he is always scared thinking they might come back and attack him or the family because he doesn’t know what matters led to his brother’s death. Feels that justice is not served because the culprit is still walking freely in the streets as if he did nothing wrong, necessary measures are not taken against him as the police claim that there is no “enough evidence” which doesn’t change the fact that his brother is dead and definitely not coming back.

Says that there are no safety measures put in place for his family by the police to protect them against the hoodlum! He believes the law have failed him a lot because the authorities made it seem like his own fight, the police hardly came to his family for updates and most times his family had to wear their shoes and go to the authorities hoping to get a follow-up.

No counseling was given to his family or recommended for them to heal, they ultimately healed but with the grace of GOD they have adjusted and still trying to accept their new path of living with him only in their hearts and memories.

On the question that, what he wants to see happening to the culprit, Anonymous said, something that would bring him closure and lighten the loud silence in his heart is to see the perpetrator charged and serving his sentence like everbody else.