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Ronelda Kamfer

LET THE WHITE GIRLS CRY

the purity of the world is in
the secret formula of 
whitegirltears 
my tears are heavy and soiled 
white girls cry when
their tits are too small

I cry without a sound 
with dry eyes
like someone
saving her tears for a drought
white girls’ blood
is valuable like ancient
Hungary water
while mine is stuck in the 
cracks of crime scenes
you need luminol
to see all the blood prints



LAAT DIE WIT MEISIES HUIL

LAAT DIE WIT MEISIES HUIL

die purity van die wêreld is in 
die secret formula
van witmeisietrane my trane
is swaar en besoedel 
wit meisies huil as
hulle tette te klein is

ek huil sonder sound 
met droë oë 
soos iemand wat haar
trane save vir ’n drought
wit meisies se bloed
is valuable soos ancient
Hungarian water
terwyl myne vassit in die
krake van crime scenes
jy need luminol 
om al die bloed prints te sien




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LET THE WHITE GIRLS CRY

the purity of the world is in
the secret formula of 
whitegirltears 
my tears are heavy and soiled 
white girls cry when
their tits are too small

I cry without a sound 
with dry eyes
like someone
saving her tears for a drought
white girls’ blood
is valuable like ancient
Hungary water
while mine is stuck in the 
cracks of crime scenes
you need luminol
to see all the blood prints



LET THE WHITE GIRLS CRY

the purity of the world is in
the secret formula of 
whitegirltears 
my tears are heavy and soiled 
white girls cry when
their tits are too small

I cry without a sound 
with dry eyes
like someone
saving her tears for a drought
white girls’ blood
is valuable like ancient
Hungary water
while mine is stuck in the 
cracks of crime scenes
you need luminol
to see all the blood prints



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