It’s been twelve long years and that’s a long wait 
 And for most of those years, we’ve been in a bad state 
A state of corruption and dark nights without power 
And short splashes of water when taking a shower.
 
But despite all this, the energy’s been rising        
Maybe, just maybe, there’d be something surprising   
A world cup final to roll back the years                     
And images of Madiba which still bring us to tears.
 
From Peterhouse to Grey, social media’s alive 
As they’ve urged our Springboks to keep up their drive Messages from Rassie – Thanks for all your support 
This brave Rugby team’s so much more than just sport.
 
You see they’ve shown us as a country, how to Unite Their love for each other’s a remarkable sight 
The Ndlovu choir has sung with elation 
With each spirited tweet, we could rebuild our Nation.
 
Fifty-Seven million sang from the depths of their hearts 
And our fifteen fine men had the purest of starts 
With fleet footed attacks and four Pollard kicks 
The half time scoreboard read twelve points to six!
 
Perhaps our whole country was praying to God 
And perhaps God was listening, coz’ on came the Bomb Squad Our front row had smashed them in all but one scrum 
The English would rather be at home with their Mum!
 
As the clock ticked down we carried on praying 
And our boys dug deep in their passionate playing 
A chip from Mapimpi and Am’s moment of magic 
And a second Brexit looked ever so tragic!
 
Then suddenly a moment we were all waiting for 
Our X Factor Cheslin unpicked a locked door 
The mercurial player seemed to make his own spaces 
As he put smiles on the dials of a whole Nations faces.
 
For twelve years our Rugby glory’s been starved 
But with three minutes to go, the trophy was carved 
We stand by you Heroes as you bring home the cup 
You’ve lifted a Nation and you’ve lifted us up.
 
Eish, Zuma, Sorry, you’ve not lifted this prize 
But you’ve lifted enough before our own eyes 
This country’s amazing – it tells a hell of a story 
And perhaps now is the time we find our true glory.
 
From Alex to Zwide we’ll dance in the street 
The Braai’s will burn long as we drink and we eat 
You’ve shown us the art of pure dragon slaying 
I don’t know about you, but # I’m staying!
 
You’ve done us so proud with your hearts full of passion 
Can we help you, Cyril, bring SA back into fashion? 
For so long now we’ve been at the end of our tether 
But one thing’s for sure we’re # Stronger Together!