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The Sacred

Pigeons know the city's secrets and they pass messages to each-other about its’ rises and falls.

City speckled bird, Dusty wings covered in dirt, Black gum stained feet, The salty chips from the street.

All the city, the pigeon's mission, And it’s stories they do listen.

How much do they know, Do they read? How far do they see? The sacred above the steeple, People’s angel freeing the unfree A company of the murky valor.

The eyes and ears of the streets, Whisper their comings and goings. The flea ridden and sacred, Run the show.

Original Poetry & Performance by Laurence Fuller AI Cinematics by Laurence Fuller @laurencefuller http://www.laurencefuller.art/web3

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Dec 2023
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