(An Eulogy from and to a) City Slicker (by Con Artist Trickster)

See the end, it’s far to fall
Blind-zero. Where to go?
This cradle of riddles
Blind-zero. Where to go?

I can feel it, I’m numb
I can see it, I’m blind

Bottle breaks, apes escape
Blind-zero. Where to go?
Rhetoric, well-bred ethics
Blind-zero. Where to go?

It’s horse-power, it’s working hour
Blind-zero, where to go?
Cash lured, cash rules
Blind-zero, where to go?

I can feel it, I’m numb
I can see it, I’m blind

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