Treasure Island

Andytics mufc


City in ruins


Welcome to our city
Or rather was our city
My name is a victim
And i will be your tourist guard today

As we drive through the city
You shall see
Wretched, filthy slums
Crumbling cinder tenement buldings
Bombed out shops
Scorched remains of cars
Empty playgrounds
Your nose shall be greeted
By a stench of uncollected garbage
And deserted sewers
The farther we drive into the city
The further we plunge into the worst
scenarios of human misery

Video the city
Take photos of the ruins
Show them to the world
You may save other cities from a similar tragic fate

Submitted: Saturday, June 07, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, June 11, 2014

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  • Christian Hudak (6/7/2014 4:07:00 PM)

    Beautiful, beautiful poem, I really enjoyed reading this!
    I invite you to check out some of my own, and leave any advise for me as a writer, I would greatly appreciate it!

    sincerely - Christian Hudak (Report) Reply

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