I can live nowhere but home.
That little dark hole at the foot
of the hill by the dark green forest
That yellow metal monster
smashed the rocks around me.
I kept thinking,
'Nah, the next will not be me.'
However, it did come around
and smashed to the ground
my 3 babies and my home.
Before I could say,
"Oh, hell!"
Crept before me little vertical cells
that reached all the way
to the sky.
Now, they complain
when they meet me,
again and again,
Look at their audacity,
Wasn't this actually my city?
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