Johannesburg from End Beginnings by Lesego Rampolokeng with the Kalahari Surfers

johannesburg my city
paved with judas gold
deceptions and lies
dreams come here to die
traffic flows in the sick
vein of life as we tick
with the eternal time-bomb
of our own extinction
the walk of uncertainty
swaggering to disguise
our staggering heart -treads
we're all recession whipped
into the repression machine
mirrored in the glass-towers
the green pastures of wealth
are vaults of death
nothing is secure
neither politic s nor prayer
can guarantee the future
Joburg my ci ty
here our birth is a lie
we just rush to die
without living
just existing
to keep the money belt spinning
only the wise come out winning
& the rest
feet first
as pawns
of evil hand or ogre eye
or else
on the fringe
of ou r own insanity

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