Eyes

Walls all over

Painted and painted

Painted everywhere

Except the earth below and sky above

Painted with slogans

Slogans that demand

That something must happen

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The people, as usual,

With an awe in the eyes

With shoulders drooping

Engrossed

In their own thoughts

As it used to be, always

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Nothing happens in this city

The walls believed this

Yes, even the walls did

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A

Small

Kid

Came reading

Loudly

All those hot slogans on the walls

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Now I find

The people read

These slogans

Without looking at each other