The City

THE CITY

Suffocation....

Under the strain of guilt and fear

Conscience fights for her last breath.

Wave after wave of violent thoughts

Come crashing against the rocks of reason.

Rocks that once proved to be a barrier and a fortress,

Now being pounded by the force of argument and rationale.

Now the castle of sanity which houses conscience

Is being eroded by the weeds of condemnation.

Weeds brought in by the waves;

Waves from distant shores,

From lands far off, and ages long past.

Lands of tyranny and might;

Lands protected by the strength of time;

Lands fuelled by rationality and justification.

When condemnation works its perfect work

The army of terror bearing weapons of depression

Enter through the cracks of double mindedness.

Take no prisoners.

Leave no remnant.

Destroy the caretaker; that woman of old;

The woman named Conscience.

Defile her! Rape her! Suffocate her!

Instil new inhabitants in the land.

Inhabitants named panic and consternation,

Trepidation and dismay,

Dread and horror.

Come eat! Come eat!

All the birds of the land, come eat your fill!

Feast on the barrenness of the land;

Barrenness which thrives on the fuels of experience.

A city on a hill.

A city to rival the Great City.

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