In Mamelodi, where the sun beats hot,

Seun grew up, a child full of thought.

Amidst the dust and the hustle and the noise,

He learned the ways of the world and the boys.

With the music of the streets in his ears,

He danced to the rhythms of his peers.

He played soccer with the other kids,

And dreamed of being one of the big kids.

He laughed with his friends under the trees,

And shared stories of hopes and desires and dreams.

He studied hard in school each day,

To chase after his ambitions and make them pay.

Through the trials and tribulations,

Seun held on to determination.

He knew that where he came from

Won’t define him, and make him succumb.

Now, a young adult, he’s on his way

To chase the future, to lead and pave the way.

A son of Mamelodi, proud and true,

Seun’s spirit will forever shine through.

In Mamelodi, where the streets are alive,

Seun grew up, with dreams to thrive.

Amidst the laughter and the tears,

He learned to face his fears.

With the sound of the gospel in his ears,

He sang to the rhythms of the choir.

He played games with the neighborhood kids,

And dreamed of a brighter future, undeterred by the odds.

He laughed with his friends under the trees,

And shared stories of love and hopes and dreams.

He studied hard, in the classrooms,

To learn all he could, to be equipped, for the world’s largeness

Through the struggles and the strife,

Seun held on to the meaning of life.

He knew that where he came from,

Won’t determine his fate, his future, his bum.

Now, a young adult, on his way,

To chase his aspirations, he will not sway

A native of Mamelodi, with roots that run deep,

Seun’s spirit will forever, his community, will forever keep

poetry written by seun masemola