List of the first two lines from my poems
My ghetto rises from ashy streets
To clean malls and suit suites
My own rags to famous rear view status
Counting coins, chasing chaos, catching corners
Being a son of a man gone
Heart beating threw life's song
Her troubles were well hidden
Good woman she's actin'
Cast in stone and written in blood
Are the ideals of a lost nation?
Write souls encompassing truth, lips sow lies in lips to tooth
Embodying, fiction in fallacies fueled within society's description,
Paranoia: short circuit to madness
Walking around freely,
Who am I?
I’m root of a race and a culture
Is social media's economy
Copyright © siza sibiya | Year Posted 2018