City Away From The City

I live in the city 

With a dusty feet on a fancy sidewalk 

I watch the rich 

With a certain wish and a nasty side talk 

I stare at their daughters 

Shielding my fears with my lusty eyeballs 

I miss my mom 

Her cooking with wood and her ashy tripod

A city divided 

Like classes of food drawn on a hungry drywall 

Segregated 

Like sunlight drawn from a raspy nightfall 

So I watch the city afar 

Like I'm hiding from an angry shylock 

I live in the city 

Away from the city like simba from a scar'y pride rock

[@the_vyrus]