Senzo Nene Moment Poems
- 1. City Johannesburg
As I path down these chartered streets of city Johannesburg. I most definitely feel the air curling
from the dead souls that wonder around. Sometimes you could visualize them moving with the piles of plastics lifting them above ground. A city with no sea filled with people who claim they see the truth for what it really is.
Yet become so busy during the course of the day they forget the sole purpose of life, to live.
Called upon as city of jewelry, it's crust open and left dried out of resources.
... - 2. My Africa
Shaped like a heart of a worrier
Paved in art and culture.
Sorrow in the eyes of a lot of fathers
from the departure of.their fathers, Left to rest in the 70's penny hustle.
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