Their Blood Still Speaks — June 16 Is Not a Holiday. It Is a Debt

By Mpho Dube, Editor-in-Chief

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JOHANNESBURG— Today is June 16. Youth Day. The Day of the African Child. But let us not reduce it to a long weekend and empty slogans.

Their blood still stains the tar of Soweto. Hot, wet ink on the ledger of history. The blood of a Black child. Hector Pieterson, carried by Mbuyisa Makhubo, with Antoinette Sithole running beside them.

A boy turned banner, shot dead by the apartheid regime and oppressors who hated a Black man so much they aimed their rifles at his children. That is the image.

That is the truth. It is a mirror we polish every June, then pretend not to see ourselves in it for the rest of the year. We must never forget these atrocities. We must remember who we are as Black people against white supremacy.

Yes, we have freedom now. But our scars are still too deep. They are fault lines running under the foundations of this democracy. Freedom without education is a half-open door in a burning house.

Freedom without land, without jobs, without economic power, is a loan we signed in blood and cannot repay with speeches. 

The current regime must take this as a wake-up call. June 16 is not a wreath laying ceremony. It is a siren. It demands free education, not promises that evaporate like morning fog.

It demands economic freedom in our lifetime, not in manifestos that gather dust between elections. It demands job creation, not tender scams that turn the state into a butchery. The children of 1976 died for a future. We owe them more than commemorations. We owe them the country they were killed trying to build.

The ANC, as a liberation movement, has been in power for 30 years as a ruling party. It was handed the baton soaked in the sweat and blood of 1976. It should have finished the race.

Instead, it dropped the baton. Narcissism and corrupt leaders became termites in the foundation, hollowing the party until it was forced into a Government of National Unity with parties that carry the DNA of the apartheid regime, like the Democratic Alliance.

Today its relationship with one of its alliance partners, the South African Communist Party, has collapsed. The house is cracked. The roof is leaking.

The cost is visible.

The ANC has lost its majority across the country. It stands solid only in Limpopo, a lone tree after a veld fire, after getting 74% of the vote there, while nationally it dropped to 40% in the previous local and national elections. That collapse gave birth to the mushrooming of parties: Cope, EFF, MK Party, ATM. Fragmentation is the price of betrayal. When the shepherd eats the sheep, the flock scatters.

The Soweto Uprising on June 16, 1976, was a watershed. A dam wall breaking. A student-led protest against Afrikaans as the medium of instruction in Black schools. The language of the oppressor. A tongue forced into the mouths of children. An estimated 20,000 students marched.

They were met with police brutality. Truncheons and bullets for children in uniform. By the end of June 16, 176 pupils had been killed in Soweto alone. By February 1977, 575 were dead across South Africa. The state buried children and called it order.

That is why June 16 matters. It sparked unrest that broke apartheid’s spine. It forced the world to see what white supremacy looked like in practice: a boot on the neck of a school child. It made 16 June a public holiday, Youth Day, and internationally, the Day of the African Child.

But holidays do not feed families. Holidays do not create jobs. Holidays are candles we light once a year to pretend the darkness is gone. If the class of 1976 could see us now, standing at their graves in tailored suits, would they say their blood was worth it? 

The ANC must answer. The GNU must answer. We must all answer. 

The children are still marching. Their ghosts walk ahead of every unemployed graduate, behind every child in a collapsing classroom. The only question is whether we will finally march with them, or continue to step over their blood, mistaking silence for peace.

Mpho Dube is the Editor-in-Chief, Founder, and Publisher of The Azanian, a prominent online national and international publication. His exceptional work has been recognized with three national awards from The Caxton/The Citizen, a testament to his dedication to quality journalism.Additionally, he was endorsed to serve at the Pan African Parliament (PAP), highlighting his commitment to contributing to Africa's development and progress. As a respected political analyst, Mpho contributes to SABC and various media platforms, providing insightful commentary on national and international affairs.