Never a sweet Sunday
Nor a lazy Monday
All days remained shady and a huge bore
Just like a wren in a cage
All I do is peep on a window
Gazing from sunrise to sunset
Like a prisoner I remained
As much as I envied this city I got to despise it
All those amazing thoughts
All those imaginations
Always dreamed of jozi to be a hive aside a milky way
A detrimental place
Well maybe it is
Just didn’t have a chance to see
And no ways I would reject or attest to that
Spent a lot of my days stuck a house
Around Jozi
All I can say is
“I was in jozi but never been to jozi”
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Lil Rams
I read your poems you done a great job. I Really enjoyed it. Well done