Urban Disappointment Poem by Kristina Louisa Carr

Disturbing nature within the mortal sin of confusion
We pretend to be blind to a world of optical illusion
Blood and sweat cammouflaged in greed and brutality
Surfaces more often than not relegating all morality

A dull knife covered in morphine cuts raw incisions
While we dismiss a grim reality with projected visions
In houses of religion corrupt prophets inflict false hope
And hard earned money is collected by the mighty pope

Love all and judge none has no meaning in the streets
Where skelletons dance to the tune of cocaine treats
Tall fences with barbed wire - risen to keep people in
Cast shadows of desperation because no one will win

Long lines infront of soup kitchens throughout downtown
Speak of dreams that have died keeping the survivor down
At the same time lots of excess and limousines are displayed
Owned by blind men monopolizing a new form of slave trade

Within card board castles families build stepping stones
While real estate moguls increase the rent on cell phones
The hopeless seek shelter behind iron bars at nights peak
When the urban jungle lights up in the dark with mystique

At dawn huge mountains of trash border asphalt arms in grey
Inviting all the critters of the night to begin a brand new day
While bundled city newspapers with stories of doom are for sale
On which we measure our own disappointments using their scale