Anarchy
Almost everything is gone
necessities are becoming memories;
areas of the rich
resorting to one pedicure a month,
could it get any worse?
houses sold for next to nothing,
young people lost in the crisis
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2008
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