Poetry Slam (45)

Hey! Look! Check this out!

There’s a guy with green eyes
and hallowed hands.

He stares, and all he sees is filth.

He would rather see figs, but
everyone here is pigs.

For pigs are unclean with no
sheen, dirty and fat.

Sickening like cigs.

Whatever you put in your
body either heals or kills
your being.

To be a pig or a fig.

Health over wealth or
vice-versa.

Fig or pig?

Pig or fig?

Date: 12/05/23

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