Sonnet #288

It takes damage to get to the top of the heap

It takes planned, organized damage to rise

Until all of society bends to the way your lies

about yourself, about how you can easily sleep

How you made yourself, you say, and still

The way we value cities is how we sell them

Best to men like you, who stand above and stem

the cost of damage with money, we build

each place for men like you, how you dream

how others who wish to emulate you seek to grow

The things the rich men do not want seem

To drift away: dirty work, untamed grass, unknown

people with different ways: They must fall in stream

Share your damage, demand damage built and grown

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