There, in the sprawling city southwest of Johannesburg, Mafokate is cultivating the hope that township children will one day, too, fly high the colours of South Africa's rainbow nation.
"I was born with a horse in me!" he laughs when he explains the passion which drove him to open an equestrian school in the sprawling township, with virtually no funding.
Champion show jumper and teacher, the 61-year-old Mafokate is also responsible for the township's "horse unit" at the People's Dispensary for Sick Animals (PDSA).
Between two classes, "free of course, otherwise nobody would come", Mafokate looks after the many horses which draw carriages in the chaotic traffic of Soweto, where they are used to deliver coal and other materials.
"People trust us and come to us when a horse is hurt," he explains as he gets ready to go into one of the township slums to look after an old workhorse suffering from tick-bite fever.
When he gets there, he has a long discussion in Zulu with the horse's owner, who balks at sending his livelihood to the dispensary.
"He will not be able to work any more. But he realised that if the horse died, it will be worse," says Mafokate afterwards.
Children are taught how to take
care of horses and show jumping
The inhabitants of Soweto can bring their pets to be cured free at the PDSA, a veterinary clinic which runs on private donations.
At the back, 15 riders between the ages of five and 19 are getting their horse-riding gear ready: on old waste ground large drums painted white and three poles are the show jumping obstacles.
The equipment available does nothing to dampen the riders' spirits.
Love for jumping
"I love jumping. I can jump 80 centimetres!" says an enthusiastic nine-year-old Anele Maholwana.
Enos wants to offer these children the facilities he did not have, having to wait 44 years before he could buy his own steed.
"I had to borrow 700 rand ($111)," he remembers.
"It was a township horse and he did not live long," said a rueful Mafokate, who has now bought 12 horses and ponies for his students.
Mafokate's story starts in Alexandra, Johannesburg's slum township in the north, where he was born and then grew up on a farm where his father worked.
"There was a white boy John. He had a pony, I had a donkey. We used to ride pony to donkey. His parents didn't like it. But us, we never saw the colour," he said.
To get some pocket money, he used to open the gate to visitors: "I loved holding their horses but was always asking: 'Why do only whites ride?'"
As a teenager, he realised that the only way was to become a stable boy and participate in competitions among black grooms.
First in 127 years
In 1975, the College of the Marist Brothers revolutionised South Africa's racially segregated environment by opening its horse competitions for people of all colours.
"I have a dream that, one day, one of them competes for South Africa in the Olympic games"
Enos Mafokate, 61,
Champion show jumper, teacher
"They had to struggle to get authorisation from the government," says Mafokate.
"In 1978, I was the first black rider in 127 years to compete in the Pietermaritzburg Royal Agricultural Horse Show," he remembers.
He went to London in 1980 with then British champion David Broom and competed at Wembley. Nine years later, he opened his school even as apartheid still prevailed in South Africa.
Since then, four of his 10 grandchildren and dozens of children in Soweto have followed his example.
But he is not resting on his laurels.
"I have a dream that, one day, one of them competes for South Africa in the Olympic games," he says.