they had us figured out, or so they thought, they pushed us into condemned houses, SROs – gentrified our neighbourhood. they relegated us to just five blocks and like the stocks they hung us up for display while they gentrified our neighbourhood.
and hey you looking down from that high-rise with those wide eyes at the site of our harm reduction, you say that the function isn’t to displace our safe space here – but to integrate.
Slowly they pushed us out, complained about the hand-to-mouth their taxes had to go to pay – gentrified our neighbourhood. police line up on streets with ticket stacks, pull arms to backs, arrest the hands of vendors they – gentrified our neighbourhood. there was nowhere to sleep, between the sheets of rain that fell down on those bodied alleyways – gentrified our neighbourhood.
and hey, i thought there was something that supposed to be called social accountability or maybe it was responsibility – but, anyway – who needs to think about these things when you have the privilege to afford those multimillion dollar mortgages.
well, i guess this is some sort of class-warfare – we’re already there. the way that you’re not handling the fentanyl crisis as those bodies are piling up higher in the streets and all that you’re doing is walking away.
could not afford to live and pay the rent – lived inside tents – there’s nowhere left for us to go – gentrified our neighbourhood. there was nowhere to eat affordably, starved in the streets, they pushed off scraps for rats not us they gentrified our neighbourhood. and what about another 138? gentrified our neighbourhood.