I see the night so starry.
I see the leaves falling off the trees.
It's a cupidy smile holding our lives in the ghetto.
Hoping that one day we can smile.
The kinds and the old having something to eat.
Its only Jo2shua's dream
That the streets of Lwakaka will have happy people.
When we leave this alien world.
Hope the heaven will be promised to us.
Jo2shua's dream that keeps me living.
13th_may_2019
Joshua madiba
YOU ARE READING
Boy from Lwakaka and the twenty poems of the living cent
PoesiaThis is a story of my life and the hard situation i passed through. And i send my appreciations to grand mama and may dear aunt who where their for me
