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Should my city have been treated like a hotel?
should someone have checked for the vacancy or no vacancy
before we let a bunch of rich people move in
to jack up our rental rates before Christmas
and send five thousand people homeless?
Should we have said sorry but no vacancy?
we have jobs...and we'll start from the ground up
you wanna live here then start working in the construction field to help with 
housing
then go for the big time of oil?

because obviously we didn't
just opened the doors
thousands of rich and poor and desperate flooded in in the summer
too stupid to realise the curse of the winter
no one saw coming
boomed all summer
then all the sudden the oil industry came crashing down
blind leading the blind
or should i say greed leading the blind?
and desperate and poor and those who once had a home...

so the rich from other countries who wanted things like healthcare
now live in our nice homes
and those who worked in the oil industry are looking for other jobs or welfare
and its winter
beautiful silent frost and icicles of blue line everything
and silence of dissent of puffs of cold air are seen but not heard

Should this city have been like  a hotel?
Should they have come to check in first?
see if we have residency?
and then maybe get a job building more homes for the winter like an ant, 
or any other animal does in the winter?
NO!
We all went for the money
Greed greed greed
now there is a shortage of homes
oil industry slowed down
huge major crisis
5000 in one small city wandering -20 below weather homeless
because we let too many people into our backyard....

Were they refugees?
Were they business owners?
all the homeless people i see and know are Caucasian
some victoms of drug abuse
and meanwhile the people from around the world live like kings
driving nice cars
living in the nice houses
about to experience a beautiful Christmas with 3000
frozen corpses sprinkling the ground

What do i have to say to the mayor?
What do we have for a bride here?
who is the lawyer when things turn out?
what asylum understands a twelve paged poem that drove me crazy i'm waiting 
for word of mouth inspire them to read?

Thank you world for an army of homelessness in my own backyard
of 5000 people
thank you for the mentally ill i know soo well
in political metaphors i'm about to lead
Thank you for the 700 people in jail cells praising me for my method of madness


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