Wedding Cake in the middle of the road

I remember it like it was yesterday, it was a quiet Monday morning in Cape Town. It was the day the country would sing and dance in celebration of peace and love.

This was the day the country would marry peace and all nations become one. The wedding cake was colourful, bright carrying the colours of the South African flag. The Cake was in the middle of the road ready to be cut to feed the hungry and to turn poverty to riches. It was believed that thus cake was a magical cake. It was a cake that would bring individuals great luck. Everybody stood around anxious waiting for the cake to be cut. The music played on, with the streets decorated and cars hooting, taking part in the theme, South Africa becoming one, marring peace, love and a greater future. It was the president who came up with more than one wife, as we could all think of one word to describe the above. Everybody new he liked to have more than one.

The wedding cake stood firmly like a soldier in the road. It was surely a memorable image and a day that all South Africans can be proud of. The council truck lifted the mayor with elevator, while the mayor released the top section of the cake. Each section would cover the people at the meeting. The wedding cake was massive but had it been enough? Greedy people forced and pushed to get the cake. The cake was the centre of the attention. All of sudden it started to wobble, and then I herd screaming and over toppled the cake. The wedding cake in the middle of the road now became a wedding mess in the middle of the road.

This cake had a purpose to fulfil; it was to bring the rainbow nation together.
The cake signifies that we are one as people while the falling of the cake made us one, with no difference.