The Martapuran
Rest from world-wild gentrification,
city by citation,
never honking hurt inhabitants.
Armoured by cultural displacement,
no fraught with controversy,
peace and ceasing.
Landlords raising,
no ethnic minorities,
landlording themselves.
Potholes might get filled,
but the heart line might not appear.
Nothing happens along racial lines,
glorifying the guests is mandatory.
Graciously, without feeling offense,
No subjecting to extensive questioning:
"What is your religion?"
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