pleasures of suburbia

By Usayd

The sun was shining today, a beautiful start
Rays brighten dull room, burn away the dark
I took a stroll outside but to my demise -
It was truly depressing for not a soul in sight.
Bought an ice cream from overpriced ‘Costcutter’
Dirty, empty shelves - this place is the gutter.
Made my way back home in a sad state of being,
Wondered how long left before I end up fleeing.
Inner city ghetto with nowhere to go?
This is suburbia I’ll have you know…

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