Jozi City in my dreams
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I see Jozi City in my dreams
Jozi City so ugly, so pretty
Jozi, city of extremes
She’s bursting at the seams.
Her throbbing street sounds resound.
She’s a hot melting pot, cooking pain.
From Braamfontein over Nelson Mandela Bridge,
downtown, Newtown, Sophiatown; she’s my town.
The smell of piss in the alleys.
Concrete hills and cement valleys.
Desperate faces, high places. Fast cars.
The strum of songs on guitars.
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I wear the cloth of money, pockets full of honey.
She wears my blue, shines me brand new.
She reveals and heals the wound inside.
A love affair and I’m stripped bare.
Her skyline rises as evening comes.
Her fairy lights inspire.
Moon beams pierce the dirt.
They feel good and they hurt.
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Her secrets cover me, discover me
in phases. Press play the note.
I love her mazes, I disappear.
Mister you resist her; Miss Anonymous.
Cats screech; siren screams.
Innocent, wild; false, true.
Here, Jozi; city of my dreams
my squalor; my hope, in you.
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