The littoral city
Toying with excessive freedom
In this ‘twin-tower’ fortress
With steel frames of
Giant sky scrappers
A sniper throws
Gun powder without caution
His AK-47 oozing out smoke
Spoiling the air with blood
Teenager girls with coquetry acts
Spray honey and red ink
On their greasy lips
At noon kitted in
Transparent ‘bikini’
They cat walk half-nude
On the beach
Making open plans
All day long
Holding another ‘like-mind’ sister
Interlocked warm company
Man to man share padlock talk
And the antediluvian priest
Dares the wrath of omnipotent
Pairs Adam to Adam
Judgment is approaching
This circuitous society
We dwell.
