Concrete built on top of concrete
Chain link fences
Poverty
Everyday survival in this urban jungle
Inner city shelters
Someone pushing a shopping cart
Or selling heroin on the street corner
Deals in the alley behind the liquor store
Cop cars siren by
But they don't stop here
Can I get a cigarette?
Sure.
Do you have a lighter?
Says the girl with heavy eye-liner
Tight pink leggings
And fake fur
Music pounding the streets
Moves on by with shiny wheels spinning
Helping hands at the soup kitchen
Do you care?
The EMTs were called out three times
To the same shabby apartment building
And that's just today
Pop pop!
Hope that's a motorbike back firing
Then again
People waiting at the bus stop
An angry lady gesticulates at parked cars
Can you make your rent this month?
Concrete jungle mixing people
Built of people, places, emotions
Sweet words for your loved one
Hey fucker don't bring your weapon into our house
We have children here
We say prayers over re-heated pizza slices
The Lord will provide
Meanwhile other things happen
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