Salvation

Father, I asked for a bright future
And the filthy streets of Hilbrow were an answer
I asked for love
But Oxford road was the answer
I asked for a job
and roamed Andries street in Pretoria
Father forgive, i am a sinner
Though i pray for freedom
I know tomorrow i will sin again
And if you bury me deep into fires of hell
Let me keep every line i wrote
Let me take my poetry to hell
its my only form of salvation
I am Free