Dear President Jacob Zuma,
Our names are Fusi Simon Mofokeng and Tsokolo Joseph Mokoena and we are incarcerated in Kroonstad Prison. We have been in jail for 17 years for a crime we did not commit.
We know, sir, that you spent 10 years on Robben Island (1963-1973) and therefore understand what we have lived through and are living through. The difference between us, though, is that you never had the hope of release flare up in front of your eyes like a flaming torch only for it to be (apparently) extinguished just as you were starting to get used to its light and warmth.
We are distraught because the hope of release that was first lit for us a year ago, and then flamed brightly five months back, seems now to have been doused. It appears to have fallen into a black hole somewhere between the offices of the Minister of Correctional Services, Nosiviwe Mapisa-Nqakula, and your office.
This is our story.
In 1992 an ANC self-defence unit (SDU), commanded by Donald Makhura, came through Bethlehem in the Free State, ferrying arms to cadres in KwaZulu-Natal. One member was the brother-in-law of one of us, Fusi Mofokeng, who was then 25 years old. Joseph was 31 years old. The SDU stayed at the house where Fusi lived
The next day the SDU left in a bakkie.