Places without a healthy core
Are like a human with no heart
Soulless, empty, and shallow
Painfully fracturing apart
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Stark buildings sit derelict
Houses are no longer homes
Each a testament to waste
Now referred to just in poems
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Abandoned and tossed out
Like yesterday’s old news
Discarded by selfish interests
Now singing the forlorn blues
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What good are wealthy suburbs?
When downtown is in decay
What good are starter castles?
When the middle class moves away
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Boarded up broken windows
Graffiti spray-painted amok
This is what we encourage
When nobody gives a fuck
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Immigrants, homeless, and poor
Remain amongst the carnage
Fighting for their mere survival
In a modernistic stone age
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Forgotten cities are still here
You cannot wish them begone
They dot the nation’s landscape
Each a sacrificed chess pawn
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Callous conservative schemes
Slice the appropriated funds
From vital social programs
To the Pentagon’s new toy guns
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Moneychangers depart town
To where greener pastures lie
Leaving behind the nameless
To wither away, suffer, or die
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Is this the future of America?
A fate we are heading for
Or is this another society
One to disdain and abhor
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America is a place of hope
Where dreams can come true
Not one of forgotten citizens
Being swept right out of view
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Let’s recover our America
The one it’s supposed to be
Not of the rich and powerful
But the one for you and me.
problogic
Panethos 