Hallowed ground to step on
Macabre fates to tumble across
Breathless parakeets and dusty streets
A dark shadow emerges to fulfill needs.
Cobwebs and grease cover the shore
of a tortured sea and its living souls
The level is filled with glorious weeds
of death and doom throughout the streets.
Rusty ends of a silent roof
Tilted face and a cradled vice
Catastrophic business of crime
Karma sleeps on a blackened light.
Hateful verses of religious fiends
Verbal abuse and physical stings
Fanatics in power and excuses screened
Neither is wrong nor right in their deeds.