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Sited like a bewildered king
I stare at the world before me the randomness of every frame the different shoes & unique steps Dirty, New, Filthy, Ugly, Clean the ways of my race A figure at end of the race Position & wealth; Humanity’s Purpose This kingdom of haste & hate At my sight She shrugs in disgust Maybe its the stench Maybe the drenched clothes Maybe the dirty toes Sometimes there’s just bigger things This street, this world, mine These sky ceiling my roof my home. |
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