Gentrification of the poem (first draft) 17/30 First, they move the creatives in Tell them occupy this fertile space While they mix the proper toxins To get it all down to the lowest common denominator Dollars is sense Sense is commodity Is capital Dont let them cash crop your thoughts For props, for paper for prophets Cnotes are not bellweathers for greatness They are harbingers of debt The beginning of the end When your dreams boil down To a dollar sign....
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