City Of Blood (From The Original Play By Timothy Venard) Poem by Timothy Venard

over the hills by a little bay
is a little street where the children play
they think all is well.
but aloof in the air is a terrifying smell.

blood...
in the in the air
blood...
in the streets
blood...
in your veins
if your hart still beats (slow and dark) ...
well dose it?

I see a girl
I see a boy
I see a body
I see BLOOD
city of blood...
city of blood...
CITY OF BLOOD
ALIGHT WITH FLAME.
BURN IN HELL FOREVER.