A banger cursed
and a road appears
Squire shocked by the
vicious alley he's holding Her sign,
this time
Stops,
stuck in a ghetto Can you see that giant puppet coming here?
Voices building,
fogs assembling
Barbers completely
A gawk,
summer has stopped
The sign reads
Clear old mail fog
A change,
serial turning is coming your way Right here,
push and settle for BPA
A labor of pain
With radical thought
A sister hurt against order Her story's rebuilt
For a past
of lost class Unleash
imaginative disruptions
On all streets Let's all gather forces
For a six pound raise
Four hundred women dealing
For a hundred plus
Their footsteps have stained
Like anecdotal gave And channeled this rose that still remains
A change,
serial turning is coming your way Right here,
push and settle for
BPA