Derelict buildings tower broken dreams
Boarded shops line our desert streets
Sirens ring loud and muffle screams
Pipes, needles wrapped in blood sheets
Left to rot so that lights may blind us
Movies and social media aim to numb
To voice your anger is to kick up a fuss
For must we be grateful for a crumb
Left behind by those who own the means
To turn dreams to reality, reality into dreams
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