Solemnly decaying, unshackled and iridescent

her pleasing portrait stands in ruins, resting lovingly inflamed

by vividly glimmering, billowing mists

marching untameable, prideful and fierce

her concrete and tarmac lay greyed and infused

with ecstatic lethargy and ruthless abuse

through numberless downpours of acidic floods

a million of feet and gallons of blood

and the tragic flayed minds of the inhabitants

leaving deep reaching clefts in her once blooming heart

but in spite of the terrors and all of the mud

and remembering the vibrance of her warming arms

her merciful gloom, that’s keeping us numbed

and her fabulous smile, that’s soothing our hearts