Mashudu Ramavhunga Poet I do not know?

A Place Called Home

Born and raised in the streets of Soweto 
Ndofaya, kasi lama kasi is what i call it 
Grew up in search for gold 
all i found was coal 
A shack for a house but it was home
The streets made you wise 
the hustle put food on the table
Growth was far from reach  
wisdom was key 
knowledge guaranteed a future
If only i learned to combine the two 
i would have found gold

Mash Rams

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Beata Agustin March 5, 2025 at 10:02 PM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed day.