Yeats
A new fad arrived; built shrines on lust
In the sin-city, I 've seen the hubs
At the gates; the sordids, soil in dust
their souls burn on the altar of joys!
High-music, one says; amuse the cubs?
for Satan songs; thy soul he employs
unhip thy honour; when veils thy sun
he resides in u when u walk 'n limp
when hasten cubs slow; their minds r gone
and harlots seem nymphs, when you're horn'd pimp
so he hails to skies; 'y'all lie waste 'n junk!!'
'y'all mine by lust; u shall sink at dusk!'
me
describing Dubai as i left Peppermint once upon a night!
cheers :)
p.s. i m new here...