An alarm goes off in the distance,
As fire rains down,
But a smile – it paints on my features
As I dance around a city
filled with so many problems –
Threats are part of my day-to-day;
We have bandits aplenty,
Scoundrels, cults, crime overlords
Even drug busts right on your doorstep.
But today I won’t see it,
I’ll greet it with a grin.
One that is moulded from clay,
And brick looted from the rubble
that sits just outside my workplace,
For leisure I could go sit at a coffee shop,
And drink the tears of the underpaid
or from the hypocritical teats
that their CEOs will offer,
Whilst simultaneously paying for genocide.
Yet still, today is a perfect day,
One we all dreamed of when we were children,
Possibly all being on the same pennies
that we had when pocket money
was not subject to inflation,
And painted on smiles
were just for dolls.
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