• shifuthemystro 7w

    Sin city

    Fast cars , infinite skyscrapers
    White collars chasing their papers
    Luxury for the rich suffering for the paupers
    This is the city home of money worshippers

    Every moment is a movie on fastfoward
    The pressure too much for the weak and coward
    Regardless no mourning we just move onward
    If lifelessness was a category we would win an award

    This is is the place where night is day
    When everyone comes to play
    But in the morning to the lord we pray
    Everyday like a tape on replay

    Slaves to work we forget our destiny
    Our thirst for power brings us to greed and impunity
    Our lives are flushed with all its opportunity
    But maybe we would be saved by maturity