Matt Ancient

Rookie - 49 Points (11 january 1985 / Africa)

City Of Sin - Poem by Matt Ancient

City of sin
When will thou go clean
A foolish society
In an archaic city
Full of vanity
A city without conscience
Full of violence
Greediness and selfishness
Why should there be a city
Without justice and fairness
The rich over the poor
Blood do they devour
Life becomes sore
Her daughters turn hoer
How can there exist
Such a city
If goodness is banish
Then we are all finish
Why won't they perish
In this city they cherish


Comments about City Of Sin by Matt Ancient

  • Rookie - 108 Points Vipins Puthooran (12/19/2011 2:50:00 PM)

    City of sin will soon be vanished! !
    A good poem (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 3,681 Points Dave Walker (12/19/2011 2:32:00 PM)

    Really liked it. A really great poem. Good write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 19, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, March 7, 2014


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