Jozi (Place Of Gold) Poem by Carolyn Vuletic
Jozi (Place Of Gold)
Drivin in jozi with wild hair
designer shades
juicey tubed lips
pumpin beats
tinted windows
fags in hand
'your so hot right now'
different beautiful like our city
people stare often
'we know what we are, we know what we're not'
what you see ain't what you get
jozi, my home
so corrupted, so alive - so me
people dont understand you
how can they not see how beautiful you are?
give them time...
they will see
I
dig this, simple strong pictures, I just read about jozi and it's history a little, as well as checked out some pics, interesting to compare this to that. your poem out to be on an travel advertisement, you make it sound more interesting than the web site's do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 10:37:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi Carolyn! This is really good! I like how you express that, because you look a certain way, people expect you to ACT a certain way, and its not always true. It's nice to see that Luv, Steve