Wasteland

I look out my window, the city painted grey and black. Fires on every corner, constant roar of car alarms. The city is now burning, I'm going to kill your government and gods. Alone I was born, that's shall I also die. Prostitutes and pushers, the city is a demon The streets are blood and trash ridden. The smell is of suffer and burning flesh. Cannibals and derelicts are now endless. Machines, fentanyl and methamphetamine habits; living the American dream, in the distance ... a child screams. Burn the flag and rape the priest, these aren't our forefathers dreams of liberty, perseverance and peace. Wash the blood away, feed the poor and old.