A world forced to swallow so
much
shiT
Causes the people to Start splitting
at the seams
human stuffing pours onto the street Corners
as the innocent rebel
chokes
in a cloud of Tar
A man and a woman
street-Ready
are cast to the ground
from a stone thrown above
landing in stuffing
they bounce back
to crave
the inconsistency of a STone
as soft as a ice
as hard as a cloud
brain-Mace blocks the pain
behold clarity
in the Name of the SKY
black rain doesn't fall on
the street Corners
The shit has to Come out
and why get it wet?
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