Gomorrah
your citizens are doomed
Gomorrah
your citizens are doomed
the living dead
who walk your streets entombed
the everyday
so made-up, so well groomed
Gomorrah
your citizens are doomed
walking the living earth
which they’ve consumed
unaware of flowers
that have bloomed
Gomorrah
which in the new world
is subsumed
in little cities
Gomorrah
so made-up, so well groomed
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