The city of Angels, the city of God
The city of two halves,
In melting pots, of culture stands
I am from the city of God
Beauty expressed on carnival streets, colourful vibes
Shanty towns packed with culture of samba dance
Slums holds, what community spirits strives
Then at night darkness prevails
Theft of life for silver gains
Gun fire, shots spreads, on turf wars
Injected, inhaled, opium of incarcerated lives
Death becomes, of the characters played
Names made, named fear it holds
Lord of the manor, lord of death
Then in daylight,
Rolls in the bureaucrat suites
Execution of thy neighbourhood
Again gun fire shots spreads, stray bullets
My neighbourhood under-siege, police besiege
Real-estate in dreams monopoly, land value
Holds' of bureaucrat minds
Yet I stand firm, my way of life
My culture, my identity
Forms the tribal marks of my land
Colourful and beautiful, flamingo in colours
The ambassadorial spirit it portrays
My flag of green, yellow,
Blue circle island with white stars
"Ordem e progresso"
I am from the city of God
The picture above depicts a group of boys
In Brazil. The reader should note I am not from
Brazil and this is just an interpretation the picture
and the Film City Of God.
The city of two halves,
In melting pots, of culture stands
I am from the city of God
Beauty expressed on carnival streets, colourful vibes
Shanty towns packed with culture of samba dance
Slums holds, what community spirits strives
Then at night darkness prevails
Theft of life for silver gains
Gun fire, shots spreads, on turf wars
Injected, inhaled, opium of incarcerated lives
Death becomes, of the characters played
Names made, named fear it holds
Lord of the manor, lord of death
Then in daylight,
Rolls in the bureaucrat suites
Execution of thy neighbourhood
Again gun fire shots spreads, stray bullets
My neighbourhood under-siege, police besiege
Real-estate in dreams monopoly, land value
Holds' of bureaucrat minds
Yet I stand firm, my way of life
My culture, my identity
Forms the tribal marks of my land
Colourful and beautiful, flamingo in colours
The ambassadorial spirit it portrays
My flag of green, yellow,
Blue circle island with white stars
"Ordem e progresso"
I am from the city of God
The picture above depicts a group of boys
In Brazil. The reader should note I am not from
Brazil and this is just an interpretation the picture
and the Film City Of God.
Striking poem about such a serious subject. I can see the beautiful colors of your land and the harsh realities of that same beautiful city of God. Well crafted.
ReplyDeletescary image,
ReplyDeletepowerful piece...
'Again gun fire shots spreads, stray bullets
ReplyDeleteMy neighbourhood under-siege, police besiege
Real-estate in dreams monopoly
Hold's of bureaucrats minds...'
Beautifully expressed, i ca relate.
thanks for sharing.
Hope we connect literary
urban realities exist
ReplyDeletea purpose buried beneath the noise
screaming infants, deny us
wallowing sirens, accuse us
fading Sun's, forgive us
your words speak beyond the page
Great flow to your words. Crazy obersvations too! Crazy world no?
ReplyDeletePowerfully written, with attention to detail. Well done.
ReplyDeleteVery good write Kodjo, should be on the reviews of the movie good comparison...thanks for sharing
ReplyDeleteEdgy words excellently done.
ReplyDeleteI love the flow of this poem and way you wrote it.
ReplyDeleteIt impacts a strong message~
Kodjo,
ReplyDeleteAn excellent piece of writing with the observation of two sides of life exposed, very well.
Best wishes, Eileen
Very touching poem.
ReplyDeleteIt is sad that lives are ruined by warring politicians. But it is also heartening to see that there are carnivals and samba music plays on the streets.
Lovely poem.. partcularly the way it is written with feeling..picking up emotions from the picture.. well done..
ReplyDeleteThis was an excellent interpretation! Very powerful poem.
ReplyDeleteCan't imagine a life like that... terrible as it is, your words are wonderful and depict this situation ferfectly
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Brings to life wonderfully this aspect of life in Brazil. I'll have to check out the movie.
ReplyDeletePowerful and gripping. So much suffering in this world. It comes in so many ways, too.
ReplyDelete"Then at night darkness prevails
ReplyDeleteTheft of life for silver gains.."
You narrate a sad story with powerful images.
Incredible !
ReplyDeleteThank you for this exercise for the mind. Please have a good new week.
daily athens
There are always two side to every city....Even the City of God....thank you for your interperation...I have not seen the movie..now I think I need to take a look at it...bkm
ReplyDeleteProvocative and interesting!
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