The Physical Embodiment of Aisle 49

Poverty grot and grime
Have existed throughout time
A place where intellect and truth cannot shine
All of this is embodied on Isle 49

Segregated due to types and shapes
Men acting like thoughtless apes
Not even allowed to eat the smallest of grapes
All of this is embodied in Aisle 49

The occasional safety rail
Offers no protection from the emotional hail
And the sound when Turbo starts to wail
All of this is embodied in Aisle 49

The convergence of two great areas 
Starting the creation of diseases like Malarias
Reminding me of great operatic arias
All of this is embodied in Aisle 49

Oh Iku why have you forsaken me
All I  ever wanted was to make you see
That I had one ready.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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March 13, 2013 at 6:10 AM
And you are the physical embodiment of Lionel, for all his spiritual beauty.
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February 23, 2013 at 9:05 AM
brought me to my knees with the poetic power of a military aircraft carrier
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February 5, 2013 at 8:06 AM
a real tear jerker. Thankyou.
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