Waking up to a sale on shoe strings,
Screams of panic as they reach for things
Approach the riot on bare feet
Callouses left over from the street.

Bartering the price up to a surplus
Purchasing things with no purpose

Trampled are the slow
Bodies lay crumpled well bellow
Stomped to a fine dust
****** fluids leave way to rust

Stripes of nylon cover flesh
Color on skin seems so fresh

Inhaling fumes straight from the pipe
Second Hand dealings seized through hype
Misconceptions bound to implode
Laces stripped and worn loose on the road