I’m from a place called Khayelitsha.
A place where crime is unstoppable,
A place where crime kills you for nothing.
A place where you fear for your life.

I’m from a place where friends act like your friends
but are your enemies.
I’m from a place where nothing goes right
except hoping for things to be better.

I’m from a place where there’s no happiness but sadness only,
a place where everything is okay, but it ain’t.

I’m from a place where there are fake pastors,
a place of God that’s filled with lies.

I’m from a place where you go to bed without food,
a place where you go to school or work hungry.
a place where you go to school or work with torn clothes and shoes.

I’m from a place called home,
a place where you struggle to survive.

I’m from a place where you want something you can’t have.
where young girls are blessees and young girls are forced into marriage.

I’m from a place called home because I thrive to survive

A PLACE CALLED MY KASI.