Poem -

My paradise

My paradise

When I open up my eyes I see this evil world infront of me full of hate and misery 

i take a look around its nice this place must be my paradise 

there's hookers turning tricks and sucking dicks to get their fix

dealers roam the streets like kings taking all the junkies things 

people carry guns and knives with no respect for others lives

criminals are kicking doors thieves are robbing all the stores the bums take dumps right in their drawers their dirty and their full or sores 

the kids here are being neglected they walk all around unprotected 

when i I see this I have no doubt their parents must be all strung out 

the homeless shelters closing down all these bums that live in town will now be sleeping on the ground and no one makes a sound 

theirs husbands beating up their wives and some are even taking lives 

there are sluts here with open legs even when their on their rags 

the rich are feeding off the poor their greed just demands more and more 

there's bodies in the alleyways stinking up the place for days the fiend is like an average slave he listens to whoever pays 

some people call this place a curse but I call it my paradise becsuse there's nothing here that can get worse unless you love it twice 

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