City dweller, lives in the cellar
of natures bosom
Ground that is now concrete
cracked here and there
Sweats and breathes
the poison that it secretes
works hard and prespires
unhealthy ecological desires
City dweller chained
controlled by circumstance
electronic media and chance
The plight of country dweller
not much better
for other reasons
at different seasons
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