Unrepentant in its scale
The Lone Star grieves for nothing
Tenured to the beauty
Of massive skies and space.
Green expanse, unlimited.
The bang for the buck hits Low
Longhorns and grapefruit
Distinct and respected.
The oil below, the gold of the valley.
There is a muggy awareness,
An almost sticky undertone
Of brown skin divvying the dues
And condescension lurking.
Deep pockets buying liberty.
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