Oh you place of wackos and weirdos
And tech bubble drones
Place of Google and Apple
And the richest companies
In the world
With your beautiful skyline
And your wondrous buildings
With your history so rich and deep
Filled with wonders
That I have never seen
Your fruits belong to this
Great land of ours
Your riches were never
Meant to be hoarded
Let the floodgates open
Tear down the barriers
Of money and exclusion
That surround your city
Make San Francisco a place
Where anyone
With dreams and ambition
Can live
Hi. I like your poetry because it sounds honest and schizophrenia like I have is no walk in the park. In my poetry I sometimes make things sound “alright” when in yours you do not apologize for your experiences.
Keep up the good work!