My City

My city is a Woman
with steel lining her spine

My city is a Woman
who won’t give you a penny without a dime

My city is a Woman
who rages like a hurricane in July

My city is a cruel Woman
with a forked tongue to spread her lies

They say I should take pride in my city
so I ask them Why

For how can I love a Woman
with snake eyes.





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Shpun said...
Sept. 13, 2011 at 8:51 am

Hi,

I am using your poem for a magazine making project in computer class. If you would not like me to use it let me know. 

 
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