Those figures of fam’lies,
The white stick drawings on the back of cars,
Explaining who they be,
You also don't see many harnesses,
Even fifty feet up,
It's representative of the freedom,
Enjoyed within China's repressive gov,
It is hard to see the ones beaten down,
'til you talk recklessly,
Their eyes widen as they look around them,
For the authorities.
But that's not odd,
Anywhere you might go,
We all try not to live in the margins,
To not bring attention from overlords.
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