The Black and White Devils


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One Hundred Thousand Square Miles Of Bush Stretching Along The South West African Border.Some Of It So Thick You Could Lose A Herd Of Elephants In It. This Was Where South Africa’S Bush War Took Place. Called Up For Army Duty I Was Transferred To Army Security Police Placed In Charge Of A Small Group Of Soldiers With Instructions To Stop Terrorists Crossing Over From Angola Into Swa. If They Made It Across They Would Try To Kill Farmers Their Families And Burn Their Farms. I Remember What A Sad And Vicious Son Of A Bitch I Became A Hunter Of Men But They Were The Enemy Classified As Terrorists And I Had My Orders. Being Half Jewish Didn’T Help Me Either Pangs Of Conscience Gnawed At My Soul But There Were Many People Relying On Me For Their Safety Giving Up Was Not An Option. The Plan Put Into Operation By A General From Military Headquarters In Pretoria Was Incredibly Effective For Four Months Then Something Went Wrong And It All Went To Hell. The General Faced With An International Political Back Lash Blamed Me For The Failure And Gave Us Two Weeks To Correct The Problem Or Face The Consequences. The Hunt For The Men That Got Away Led Me Back To Cape Town And My Showdown With The Devil. Political Intrigue Murder Retribution And Unfinished Business Back On The Border Played On My Mind. I Stopped On My Walk Along The Kloof Road Overlooking The Sea And Gazed Out At The Beautiful View A Big Black Doberman Sat At My Side. The Truth Was I Found Bush Covered Overgrown Areas Smelled Sickly And Offensively Sweet My Body Was Covered With Many Scars I Insisted On Always Sitting With My Back To A Wall So I Could Not Be Crept Up On. I Would Thrash About In My Sleep Fighting Demons And I Found The Company Of A Big Trained Dog Calming And Comforting. When Does Reality Become A Dream? I Could Hear The Waves As They Crashed Onto The Rocks Far Below. It Sounded Like Artillery Shells In The Distance Exploding On Impact And It All Came Rushing Back To Me The Black And White Devils Were Never Far Away.I Wrote This Book In Memory Of All The Young Men Killed In The Bush War Black And White Now Mostly Forgotten But Not By Me.
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