Wait, look and see,
A bevy of prostitutes,
Portraying obnoxious postures,
With their tools of trade.
An army of destitutes,
Receiving some severe battering,
Under the baking sun.
A horde of skillful men,
Rendered unfit and useless,
By time and circumstances.
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Hungry orphans and widows,
Trudging the empty streets,
Ekeing out a skeletal living,
Out of dustbins and waste baskets.
I cannot trust their tolerance,
Waiting they are to take revenge,
On a so called sacred society,
That has dashed their hopes.
Wait, look and see,
See fresh coffins passing by,
Tell me I mean, show me,
A healthier land of fresher air,
Let me there pinch a tent!!!
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