A City that used to be Nice
At times I blink twice, even thrice
at Chicago, a city that used to be nice
where I grew up in a lower-middle class milieu
but never was discriminated against as a Jew …
Today I live in an upper-middle class part of the city
and what folks shout at me is not very pretty
Swastikas drawn on our schools, even attempts at murder
An Israeli friend just visited us ~ what she witnessed unnerved her
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