Shop On the Street
There's a shop on the street
that sells foetid meat
There's a boy on the corner
His corpse competes with the odour
There's dust covering mankind
the cruel and the kind
Ochre villages and towns
where death rains down
It's gender specific
noisy horrific
I seen it on telly
I ate ice cream and jelly
It's far away from me
But my heart is breaking...
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