Today's presentation of negativity,
Is no longer a field trip...
Taken by those curious,
To visit those living in destitution...
In those designated urban areas.
Guaranteed to deliver the sight of blight.
Today,
Those limited field trips...
Seem to be negative realities,
Shared by those,
Once believing themselves to be unaffected.
Or at least protected,
By declaring their rights to be entitled...
To view.
But not feel the anguish.
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