People of Mexico City. October 22

I am not at all a lover of poetry, but came across Haiku recently and thought how fucking weird is that, is it poetry or anti-poetry?

I am going with the latter. So I didn't know how to present the people of beautiful CDMX, so thought sod it, lets go for Haiku.

Enjoy the snaps.

Fearless on the streets
doves of peace, some do fly by
use the streets safely

Food in the city
tastes and textures are sublime
eat your fill no more

faces in a crowd
hide behind a mask of shame
release your freedom

All manner of folk
for cash, hands out begging
don’t look in their eye

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Here some have nothing
they prey to their god in hope
protest for your cause

I did say at the outset it made no fucking sense at all.