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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Written: June 23, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Anthony Biaanco ******************* Growling, arguing, cursing, and screams, They nod to chase after a dollar, a dream. Trapped in clichés, similar to urban swine, Lost residents of the suburbs stand in line. The city of brotherhood and sisterhood, Racially diverse cultures and schools stood. Philly cheese-steaks, hoagies, and homicides, Cocaine vampires succumb side by side. On filthy streets, zombies and dogs coexist, In Fishtown, hunt for meat to eat or a twist. They need medicine and shoes for their feet. Litter chokes Kensington Ave replete street. They say Oxy and fentanyl are to blame. Perhaps it's genetics, wrapped in shame. Predisposed to a life completely polluted— From the moment of birth, deeply rooted. Some were once rich, now penniless, With only a rat and their mute distress. A raw middle-class suburbia faces bruise, Zombies cradle meth and crack misuse. They nod, dip, freeze, and sway— Defying gravity, they struggle to stay. Despite its fame, the land has failed, A monolithic trial, where hopes derailed? Former star-spangled grandeur has faded. Betsy Ross famed flag thread is jaded. A horrible scene for a tourist to behold, A ghostly flat-backed female zombie, cold. Kensington Ave in the city's northeast— Zombies, dogs, and lost souls feast. Two-legged canines in an endless sludge. Life is grim in this dope-fueled grudge.
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