2009/01/21

city of the damned


This is my city…
Creeping memories of nights staring
At the window watching a raper raping
and Innocent teenager and pointing the finger
To me saying”you tell someone you’re next”

Everytime I get out of home the smell
Of a corpse next to the door
A drunk…
A poor soul…thinking that he can escape problems by getting drunk

While I am walking l I see the next door
women with her son on her arms screaming for help
” please help me my son doesnt breathe !”
No one helps…for what? She’s not gonna pay them so no one cares

Along the way a guy runs agaisnt an old granny…
He puts her in the ground and steal her purse…
There she is crying for someone to get the fucker…
No one helps…the cops are eating theyr donuts so they cant help….

Across the street you can see a little girl with blood on her shirt…
Her sister was ran over by a car…hit and run…asshole…
She is an orfan….her sister was everything she got…until now…
She is calling for help but the cops said”fuck off little bitch!”

So many tears…there she is holding her teddy bear sitted in the corner hiding in the shadows
At night…

Whores smoking her cigarettes with her skirts and tops
Waving to every car…

Idiots…thinking they were going to be models….

Her pimps stealing all the money…and holding the hand of a
Little inocent teenager crying with blood on her legs…first time…
with a fat prick hitting her until she fakes pleasure….

Behind the restaurant theres a homeless with his arm full of blood
Addicted asshole…every days dying with pleasure….cant wait to see him die with an overdose

People ask me” why so much hate?”
I haven’t got any reason to love…
Hate this city…full of sin…
Hate this people…full of ignorance…
Hate this world….so full of shit…
Hate myself…for letting the only one I love dying while she gets raped in front of my window…


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