silver shining buildings
against the sky,
stunning skyline,
even stories of glory,
are facades.
it's the underbelly
that's the benchmark
of a city's well being:
the stories of those sleeping
underground in el stops
in fierce frigid sub-zero temps,
tales of families alone in the cold,
that tell about a town.
others in homes without heat or food,
shining skyscrapers delude.
shiney skyscrapers delude,
flashy glitter,
to take our eyes off
greed, pomposity,
and the anguished belly pain below.
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