Changes you envision,
To include a perceived diversity.
Like a window dressing all can see.
By removing a fence.
To then clear the landscape,
With an adding of a few trees.
Then to erect some new buildings,
Supported by stainless steel...
Embedded in concrete to represent,
Those changes meant.
Has nothing to do with those minds,
Still stuck in times long gone to fade.
And without that happening,
Your changes are only to facelift.
To leave inside your head what stays!
The same unchanged resentment.
That sameness that still remains.
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