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Jo’burg. You are always where I am. Except when I am not. And that is when I escape you and go to a place where I am not with you.
You and your thieves.
You and your schemes.
You and your poison
Leaking from the seams.
You and your knives.
You and your crimes.
You and your husbands
Deceiving their wives.
You and your burning shacks.
You and your heart attacks.
You and your city slacks.
You and your driving tax.
You and your broken buildings.
You and your pothole fillings.
You and your mindless killings.
You and your Telkom billings.
But other places have other problems, some of which are bigger.
So I return to you
And hope that it gets better…
For you, Johannesburg, are the place that I call home.
You with your comedians that help us to laugh through the pain of your politics
You with your surgeons who healed Pippie Kruger
You with memorials for a man who helped the City of Gold live up to its name, memorials that remind us to continue his legacy
You with your strange spaceship we call the Coca-Cola Dome
You with your jacarandas that sweep through the summer streets
You with your smiling street vendors
You with your Vuvuzelas
You with your spar shop tellers
You with your bakkie fellas
You with your speedy Gautrain
You with your nourishing rain
You with your birds that nest around Zoo Lake
You with your saving grace to heal the past’s mistakes
You with your Walk The Talk
You with your Jo’burg Day
You with your Gay Parade
You with your Leon Schuster
You with your Emmarentia
You with your Oriental Plazas
You with your one-stop spazas
You are the place I know
You are the place that I call home
You and your thieves.
You and your schemes.
You and your poison
Leaking from the seams.
You and your knives.
You and your crimes.
You and your husbands
Deceiving their wives.
You and your burning shacks.
You and your heart attacks.
You and your city slacks.
You and your driving tax.
You and your broken buildings.
You and your pothole fillings.
You and your mindless killings.
You and your Telkom billings.
But other places have other problems, some of which are bigger.
So I return to you
And hope that it gets better…
For you, Johannesburg, are the place that I call home.
You with your comedians that help us to laugh through the pain of your politics
You with your surgeons who healed Pippie Kruger
You with memorials for a man who helped the City of Gold live up to its name, memorials that remind us to continue his legacy
You with your strange spaceship we call the Coca-Cola Dome
You with your jacarandas that sweep through the summer streets
You with your smiling street vendors
You with your Vuvuzelas
You with your spar shop tellers
You with your bakkie fellas
You with your speedy Gautrain
You with your nourishing rain
You with your birds that nest around Zoo Lake
You with your saving grace to heal the past’s mistakes
You with your Walk The Talk
You with your Jo’burg Day
You with your Gay Parade
You with your Leon Schuster
You with your Emmarentia
You with your Oriental Plazas
You with your one-stop spazas
You are the place I know
You are the place that I call home
10 Reasons Why I Love Monkey D Luffy
1. He cares deeply for his Nakama (friends)
2. He is always keen for Adventure.
3. He does not take life too seriously.
4. He wears a hat. Correction, he ROCKS a hat. (I think more people should wear hats both as a fashion statement and to protect themselves from the harmful rays of the sun-I'm uber pale and get burned easily-)
5. He eats... A LOT (which is more than I can say with regards to modern celebrities and role models)
6. He looks good in the same outfit all the time without being boring.
7. He is able to make friends really easily.
8. He is flexible like it's nobodies business (Makes me inspired to start yoga or something lo
My Adventure in Madagascar
My Adventure in Madagascar
The food was about as foreign as their accents. My family and I sat with our tour guides, captain, and cook of the Salama Djema, the boat on which we would be traveling for the next few days. I panicked at the sight of slimy tentacles on the plate before me. The sea was not rough, but the motion was discouraging me from eating.
The rest of the day was exciting. We snorkeled amongst turtles and exotic fish and built sand castles in the bright white sand on the shores of the islands we passed by. My dad stopped groaning about our expensive sunscreen that was confiscated at the airport. During the next few days, I he
My Adventure in Madagascar
The food was about as foreign as their accents. My family and I sat with our tour guides, captain, and cook of the Salama Djema, the boat on which we would be traveling for the next few days. I panicked at the sight of slimy tentacles on the plate before me. The sea was not rough, but the motion was discouraging me from eating.
The rest of the day was exciting. We snorkeled amongst turtles and exotic fish and built sand castles in the bright white sand on the shores of the islands we passed by. My dad stopped groaning about our expensive sunscreen that was confiscated at the airport. During the next few days, I held snakes at the local zoo,
The Importance of Humor
I have always found wonder in the weird and mysterious artworks that decorate the home of my Godmother and her husband, Henry. At age of about 9 or 10, I asked Henry why he had nailed a monkey skull to his dining room wall. He answered by joking that it was more politically, and legally, correct than using a human one and then explained the meaning of the creation which included a gold sphere and dark lettering above the dry cranium of the primate.
At first, all I could think about was the masochistic violation of this creature's cadaver but later on, and especially at this time of my life, I realise that it is not the skull that gives the a
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