home poem

rustled as a picture of tranquility

its scent of dried manure removes such hope

fields upon fields, subject less mirages

one found no pleasures in her plains

**

conceited, cocooned away

from the mighty Goliath; Chicago

empire of the North people

ruthless war mongers, murders, thieves

a metropolitan of despair

**

boasting of superior humbleness

people of DeKalb, feeds its majestic appetite

on empty wishes and hope

motivated by lifeless souls

a belly able to burst

**

a enemy has come from within

born of hate, a simmering hate

merciless, the dreaded beast

lay dormant in hearts

until summons by selfishness

conceit, pride, envy

**

as it devour without mercy

echos of the fallen ring out

we were so much better then

the people of the North

much better

*****

–Robert Williams’

Delusion of Love

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