São Paulo by morning-
when I last left you,
já era noite.
But in this morning light I see your predios,
tall, multi-floor- um pedaço do ceu pra cada um,
housing your workers- some of them.
And in between,
a glimpse of Baiano brick-
It’s not all street and concrete.
The jacaranda tree we passed-
was that your gift to me as I say goodbye?
Graffiti here and there,
and the ubiquitous pixação,
A luta continua.
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