It is not all flowers and rainbows
on the streets of Winnipeg,
but sometimes you forget
how desolate it can be.
Everyday there is another
tragedy in the making,
always plenty of evidence
of broken spirits.
And then there's those
assholes who capitalize—
leeches on the killing floors
of Capitol-ism.
It burns me up
to see dispare so evident
so many people lured
into a life devoid of meaning.
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