My window opens
to the back of a garrage
where guards make water
at times show their dick
to the maid in my kitchen:
they care for none
how can I complain
if boys and girls make love
in the bush between
the children's park and
my backyard? they are distanced
by a barbed wire fence
--R.K.SINGH
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