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14 Sonnet with One Unstated Line See the shambling gait of the unemployed, the vacant stare of the dispossessed; the plastic bags by breezes buoyed or, when evening settles, at rest. Hear the cry of hornbills lost in yards of rubble and rags, to split the ears of those who stand and watch; and the guards unguarded, hammering, hammering. Smell the blood and mucous, ashes damp; breath of birds turned children clamouring, children clamouring. A tyrant’s stamp: a boot, a fist, a fourteen pounder: come and witness our city flounder. ...

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