The 31-year-old-man from Malvern, Johannesburg, is undergoing treatment at Rand Aid’s Wedge Gardens, where he is being taught to address the causes of his abuse issues and being empowered to move forward positively once he leaves Wedge Gardens.
Residents of the treatment centre use many outlets to deal with their feelings and the impact drug or alcohol abuse has had on them.
Thando recently penned a hard-hitting poem which he would like to share in the hopes of reaching people caught in the grip of abuse and as a warning to others to tread carefully.
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She wants to lead me to my mother
God rest her precious soul
Walking down a dodgy and dark alley
Three white lines lead my path to heaven
Seeking an unattainable high
She promises a hell of a night
She lifts me off my feet
And has me wandering like a mad man
I own the streets
Indebted to street corners
I owe the streets
I call her ‘Candy’ but she’s not so sweet
Seated in a room full of laughter yet I’m all alone in my turmoil
She’s never been known to be loyal
She finds her pleasure from stripping me naked
Not in private but publicly for all to see my shame
Her pelvis against my groin comes at a price
Of which I cannot always afford
But what I consciously forget to tell you is that she is the lover
who was intended to be my one night stand.
By Thando Bam