SAN FRANCISCO DREAMS! (POEM)

Here is where a proud person once stood

She now smells like concentrated urine and garbage and she is so misunderstood

By everyone who turns their back on her

When she sleeps on the sidewalk in their upper-class neighborhood

Which is only two blocks away from the crime and drug infested hood

Gone is the hope for tomorrow, dope is the tool that ends her pain and sorrow

But only for a few moments then she starts the whole cycle over againimage

tomorrow!

-LEON KWASI KUNTUO-ASARE
AMERICA DIVIDED WE STAND?!
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