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My city on the sea Falling from the cliff Crumbling from the fall Of a non-existent cliff just analogy Creating a scene of constant chaos Leaving a women walk the streets Making the whole city As herself A ********** Abused and dissected Pulled apart by color Then manipulated by some Creating a child by lust of other people Bamboozling with presentations Watched by lawyers Given and controlled by a narrative of sectionality Hidden in a Trojan Horse Dividing to conquer Leaving the public in a blinded desperation Letting politicians Rubber stamp the desires of bloodsuckers Branded in stone To let the child grow into refined women Well spoken Strong and in command Leaving the weak and poor In a corner with the overtaxed and extorted Only to leave To let in the new She continues to move forward with her deportations Picking from all Excluding others Creating a new diversity To create new wealth Only to be left as her mother the prostitute Just to change the face of a entire city Unrecognizable to the deported who carry the infection Incurable from the city’s distant past
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May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 1:53 PM UTC
Genterfication At The Shore
My city on the sea Falling from the cliff Crumbling from the fall Of a non-existent cliff just analogy Creating a scene of constant chaos Leaving a women walk the streets Making the whole city As herself A ********** Abused and dissected Pulled apart by color Then manipulated by some Creating a child by lust of other people Bamboozling with presentations Watched by lawyers Given and controlled by a narrative of sectionality Hidden in a Trojan Horse Dividing to conquer Leaving the public in a blinded desperation Letting politicians Rubber stamp the desires of bloodsuckers Branded in stone To let the child grow into refined women Well spoken Strong and in command Leaving the weak and poor In a corner with the overtaxed and extorted Only to leave To let in the new She continues to move forward with her deportations Picking from all Excluding others Creating a new diversity To create new wealth Only to be left as her mother the prostitute Just to change the face of a entire city Unrecognizable to the deported who carry the infection Incurable from the city’s distant past
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GeorgeAKary
May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 1:53 PM UTC
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