The World Must Be Enjoyable But Now We Find It Misreable Poem by Tsholofelo Phakathi

the world must be enjoyable but now we find it misreable.
i go streets by streets, what do i see? ? i see boys and girls smoking glue.
i go schools by schools, what do i see? ? i see my peer's wearing the same uniform like me sitting next to me but she is pregnant.
i go hospital by hospital, what do i see? ? i see people suffering from all kind of deases.
i go jail by jail, what do i see? ? i see my sister and brother suffering their consiquences because of their bad mistakes.
i go bedrooms by bedrooms, what do i see? ? i see a father and my peer kissing each other by the meaning of a relationship and the father become a sugar daddy to my peer.
i go church by church, what do i see? ? i see my pastor discriminating other church's and believes.
i go palament by palament, what do i see i my president's dairy filled with promises and those promises are not yet done fullfilled.
the world must be enjoyable but now we find it misreable.
2sholo4elo da poet! ! ! ! !