The city
Torn apart by black and brimstone
Ripped to shreds by sin and rocks
This city sleeps in swallowed dark
Running low on light and stocks
This city crumbles brick by brick
They’re all still breathing
Gasping for air
They’re all conceiving
That life isn’t fair
They’re all running
But they don’t know from what
They look in their mirrors
Eyes open, minds shut
They stare at the blank faces
And hope that sleep erases
The memories of yesterday
They run, yet still they stay
Feet stuck in the concrete of real
They go day by day
Lie, cheat, and steal
And so the city falls
But it screams and it crawls
It tries to survive
But none hear its calls
It can’t help itself
They’re way past that point
They slither and creep
In back alleys they meet
The cities finest
Back to back with deceit
Corruption and destruction
This is what’s on people’s lips
The cities true finest are the lame and the crips
For they’re the ones who know
Yet there’s no way to show
The city started at the top then sank way done below
There’s no point in fighting
No reason residing
In the minds of these people
They have reasons for crying
While we sit back and watch from our chairs
Nothing to do but to stop and to stare
No point in fighting
No reasons residing
There is just no point for the people who are dying