Babylon
BABYLON:
Oh...land of Babylon,
The land that births wickedness,
And breeds unfaithfulness.
The land of real curse,
Where every life is on reverse.
Its walls are made of shame,
And its gate is of pain.
A land of total desolation,
A land full of confusion,
Governed by maleficent legislation.
Its system only enslaves,
And only destruction it entails.
Babylon totally corrupts,
And it's really left to rot.
Copyright © Anderson Solanmuse | Year Posted 2022
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