Francis H Powell Poet Rhyme Royal

Salad City

Salad City

By Francis Powell

Nobody can breath in Salad  City
There’s snakes in the sea, in salad city
They are just living out a dream in Salad  City
Or just throwing their lives away
I went there when I was twenty one
Just wanted to live a bit, and have some fun
I was caught in the crossfire  of a city at war
There was harmony and hell in the midst of it all 

You can’t sail in the breeze in Salad city
There are toxic trees in salad city
The children are searching for  fields to play
and  the mayor is attached to the end of a chain
There are people sitting on cactus  pins,  
trying  to atone for their faults and sins
All the shop keepers  love to scowl and frown 
And the taxi drivers, drive with their eyes to the ground

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Beata Agustin June 29, 2024 at 5:15 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.