Poetry

Los Angeles, California I am sure it is quite familiar.
It is the city that represents the world since it very diverse.
Although, the diversity is present, still the segregation kills it. There is barely any unity.
 
Now I know no city is perfect but my city seems quite unordinary
Everyone seems to be blocked by this mystic ignorance.
They have found many ways to materialize our every wish and to distract from the beauty of true knowledge.
 
Now I should probably be saying kind things of the place I grew up in but I couldn’t do it without telling the cons of it.
This city, like many others it has been exploited.
 
One thing is for sure it is a city where angels still reside even though it has become the fallen angels’ playground.

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