I am from a place where drugs sell like hot cakes
But there is no one baking.
I am from a place where hijacking is rampant,
but the hijackers, they don’t even know how to drive a scooter.
I am from a place where if someone kills a person
he acts as if they were an insect.
I am from a place where you go to the police to report a crime
only to find those police with the thugs a few hours later.
I am from a place where neighbours act like they don’t care about you,
but you will catch them gossiping about you.
I am from a place where some people do not talk to each other
But at night they work together.
I am from a place called Lindelani.