IN THE CITY

The melee and the confusion in the city

IN THE CITY
The city shines
But there's no order
To survive you have
to rub shoulders with robbers
Walk with sinners
Shake hands with burglars
Yet you ought to give
Way to the halting vehicles


Mini-skirts, high heels,red lips
Long nails, diamond hair
Shinny bangles and dangling earrings
Roam around
Making money to survive


Black suits, brief cases
shiny shoes and straight ties
Sit in their offices managing their businesses
While others in tights and jeans
Walk with pride on streets
And tinted cars stride along the high ways


In the shanty city
Where evil is mouthed but not spoken
The truth is arcane
And sin is alive
But justice is one sided
Or perhaps absent


Talk about order
No one will care
Everyone seems to be
Cheerfully, steadily and freely
Moving on with life
In the shanty city we creed

Mbabazi Stellah

Author's Note

Ideas are very welcome

Reviews

[Writergurl]

Black suits, brief cases
shiny shoes and straight ties
Sit in their offices managing their businesses
While others in tights and jeans
Walk with pride on streets
And tinted cars stride along the high ways

I really like this write, the descriptiveness and the way it stood out.
wonderful to read, I prefer the country life. As I live in the country.
amazing write

[Esther:)]

This is painful to read, but beautiful all the same :)

[Mbabazi stellah]

Thank you Esther