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Jul 2023
This is not your home
More a land of enchantment
We dream for the high-rising
Homeless encampment
We pray for salvation
Pay for
Subjugation
And waive our proud colors
For brand names
Emblazoned
And raised in
This race-based
Freemason’s e-state
Is to learn
Lady Liberty’s
Lecherous villainy
Some more illusory
Profits
Grand wizardry
Class-driven
Rifts
Of consumerist misery
So be forewarned
Welcomed all as you are
This is not opportunity
Knocking that hard
It’s just no-knocking
Crack rock
The vote
By design
It’s injustice for all’s
Justice
Taking the bribe
This is men left behind
ALL THE TIME,
ANYTIME
For a nickel
And dime
Violent crime
Rates are high
But the views
Are sublime
So remember in venturing
Here
On vacation
Be it
Permanent
Or a special occasion
Again, I implore you
Be sure that these shores
Are a lot more
Than more than enough
Food in store
Michael Marchese
Written by
Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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