Serious City

A serious city, a down dirty city
life don't mean a pity,
you die, you die in the front rose city
homes pack, homes gone
it's a desert city.
What's left are children unreeling
the parents says "don't come little one"
they would be more mass bleeding.
Just want to lit a match in this serious city
only if we were warned, for when you came at the
break of dawn,
for a war to be won, my life untorned,
said that it done and us aren't one.
Followed by death unrivalries
you pass a man name threat, when you stare a great met,
when non shall be met by the coming of your death.
Left their husband and their kids
sure have them on a lid,
no escaping to be foiled,
their duty is to make love rough and toiled,
ready for another town to boil.

sylvan lightbourne

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My name is Sylvan Lightbourne, born on the 4/2/1985 in the small island of Trinidad and Tobago, located in the Caribbean. From the age of fourteen, i have founded a truth about a hidden talent of writing. After its explorative experimentation, it has brought me to a sightings of poetry. I have created literature of a warring faction, in both rhymes and music. War poetry fills me entirely. Other occurrences during that age brought me to another realm of wisdomic dimensions. The art of writing lost knowledges called " the power of uniformity and uniform powers". The author of "a product of insanity" which is my first published book . Published in the year of 2011 would be seen as a decadence occurrence to mankind. Literature filled with boisterous, courageous, loyalty inspirational doctrines would open the eyes of 21st century dissidents and holders of the spirited energies of the world. The second demise of this continued doctrinal efforts would be seen in my second book, soon to be created to the world.

Last updated September 13, 2016