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Corrupt City

Poetry By: DeepThinkerBoy
Poetry



The city, thier is no place i hate more then a city...
This poem radiates anger.


Submitted:Mar 28, 2012    Reads: 13    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Corrupt CITY

Scratching the sky, tall kingdoms rule like Gods, their power their food, their money their soul. Corruption leaks out of their windows like thick blood.

Poor innocent men scramble, watching from their throne the Gods laugh at such a piteous site But this is no tale.

Perhaps one day a hero will prevail,

And Stop such senseless domination by immediate action extermination,

Of all beings cursed by the devil,

But then, would that make us the same...





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