novoti gcisakazi Calpurnia jiya

(16 April 1994 / Taleni)

Cape Town City


They say is the mother city
They say it's the great place to be
They say everything is easy
Easy because they don't work for them.

It's always busy
It's always corrupt
It's always uncontrollabe
It's full of crime
So many have gone there
But never come back.

Submitted: Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Edited: Thursday, June 20, 2013

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  • Charles Monroe (1/4/2014 5:25:00 AM)

    For all the tears are not in vain
    Though much in pain but not in shame
    For what we've learned with us remain
    All the world's town's are the same.

    Though they differ in terrain
    And the pretty flags they claim
    the tattoos of groups' graffiti
    All the world is Cape Town City.

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