Being where I’m from, New York, born and raised. I’m watching the news and looking at all these people on Wall Street, trying to protest and all that and having the cops get em’ with pepper spray. Being the poet and writer that I am, I decided to write a poem and this is the aftermath. Comments are open.
The Children of Burning Skyscrapers
New York
Burns
Tonight.
And All You Bankers
You remember me
For you will
Remember this.
And all the Pain
You put us through.
You ignored us
We ignored
Your pleads
Of Mercy.
You smelt
Your money.
We smelt
Your Decaying
Corpses.
We felt
Our Agonizing
Pain
Now
You will feel yours.
Manhattan
Burns
Tonight.
For we will
Start
With the Rich.
The smell
Of bodies
Lingers.
And to think
Independence
Is all for this?
For we are
The Children
Of Burning Skyscrapers.
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