Return
Finch, Chabad and Bathurst, pregnant women push strollers.
Many men wear beards.
You arrive and depart
See them roaming around.
A brake in my mind I stop; and converse, conclude:
“They are Jews.”
I know them very well, “tooth for tooth, eye for eye.”
Today’s life is in hive, revenging depletion; hellish time.
Stat says in papers, media: “First Nations’ growth is very high.”
Today’s life is in hive, hellish time; depletion: “Indian in the child.”
Shrinking Christian Gringo, their come back, you deserve.
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