Wednesday, July 05, 2017


Take Miami Beach heat,
Then take away your home,
There's plenty places to plop down yourself,
If you're inclined to roam,

There's plenty people sleeping on the streets,
Park benches, grass and curbs,
Respected as the city's real'ty,
There are no soup kitchens in the suburbs,

Maybe you'll find yourself without a home,
Better folks than you did,
There's a fine line between have and have not,
Poorness your parents hid.
Why, I don't know,
We should all bask in it,
Only then we'll see our most common trait,
Then revolution will take a minute. 

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