Jozi: a poem


Written June 2016


Sundown behind glass towers

The old prison overlooks

Revellers contemplate pleasure

Against the fading of the past

Fires on the ramparts

Telkom blue

Transnet red and green

Ponte unseen

White light of mosque

Bruising sky

Chiselled on change

This city, my city

Pulsing, fluxing, revolting, becoming

An addiction, a habit, a comfort

A home