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Tetchikhan: Welcome To The Slums

Rating: 5.0
Smoke billowed and wafted over the hillside
From fires that glowed in controlled sites.
Hundreds watched and waited for a patch to be cleared
To build shacks and squat on land that's not theirs.
Ordered chaos as far as the eye can see.
An army of immigrants camped out in a makeshift sea.
A stream of sewage trickles through the streets
People waving their arms to ward off flies,
In some spots their swarms are a clouded morass
A menace that's just as bad as the stench.
The din of voices and beast of burden as loud as can be
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Sunday, June 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: fiction,immigration,poverty,revolutionary
This poem is part of a series about a fictional civilization
Shaun Cronick 09 June 2020
Thomas, the plot thickens and brilliantly so. Subterfuge and shenanigans move like chess pieces, drawing the hungry reader in your poem filled with great imagery and originality. I can almost smell the slums. 10++ and added to the rest of your more than excellent previous Tetchikhan poems. Thank you Thomas and I wait with baited breath for the next one.
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Thomas Coston 10 June 2020
Thanks Shaun. You comments and encouragement are always appreciated. I may have to tweek this one a bit. But then again what poem doesn't.
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