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I’ve seen faces for miles
full of rage and deciete
And I’ve heard sermons of the affluent
and I’ve sweat cold in folded seats
I’ve seen women and girls
and the pain in between
and they were beautiful (insecure)
and in return some saw me
All I can say
is that all that I know
is nothing to no one
while I sit and eat crow

parking lot

I saw what was left of a bird today
ground deep into concrete
It made me think hard
of the merger twixt man and beast
and grass through cement
and wealth and deciete
I saw what was left of a bird today
ground deep into concrete