Over the Other
The other side, things are better,
Cleaner, smoother, easier.
The lies they lay to keep away,
Those attempting to scale the fence.
The other side is barren,
Yet filled with plenty.
The peak of society,
Devoid the ethics of humanity.
Masks of porcelain,
Bodies trimmed with gold.
Lay above faces of evil,
And the decay of illness.
The other side has opportunity,
Thrown away by the barrel.
Filled with the blood,
Of the undesirables.
This side claims righteous,
complains of the other.
Until they have made it over,
And are in bed with their lover.
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