Crime

The whole world is my oyster as I hoist my uncloistered pirate flag
Boast with a toast as if the foisted laws poised this as private land
The tail wags the dog as the patrol bags the wails of those wronged
The scales tag those enrolled in scrolls of “get out of jail, no bail want”

The audacity of those who undermine, the capacity of the undersigned
All in the open, the haecceity of those hacks’ city, pinpointed to when declined
I leave it as I find, scratches believed to be as brutal crimes as broken windows
Immigrant inflow, teenager’s skin shows, paint skinned but can’t let crime win though

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