These streets are haunted
The blood of the ancient
who died violently embracing
the barren womb of the witch
Boys fondle each other in
attempts to become radical,
Breast swollen ladies get
milked like cows by starving babies,
dying in their arms
Doctors spread diseases
through poisonous balms
They use to embrace
a weak man's charm
Parents rip off their babies' diapers
and molest them daily
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