Happiness Poem by Pontsho PCP Pusos

Who met happiness recently?
The puffy-eyed
Young couple next door,
Or the noisy
Children on the other side?

How does happiness smile?
With a baring of bleached teeth
Like a celebrity
Or with the pouting of lips
As does a flirt?

How does happiness walk?
With the assured swagger
Of an initiate,
Or with the sashaying of hips
Like heavy-laden maidens?

How does happiness celebrate?
By filling resort rooms
With smells of flowers
Or by having a braai
At the back of the house

Where does happiness live?
With the novae-rich
In the suburbs,
Or with the giggling drunks
In the shebeens?