In My Time

 

In my time, 

  No Unholy City fell. 

In fact they were fed by the blood of snakes, 

  Their inhabitants bolstering off of the venoms. 

These city's grew globally, 

   offering the mights of their empires; 

Engorging on the black markets 

   and hiding the most vile of daily atrocities 

       under the noses 

           of citizen drones. 

Our "time of peace" was only ever 

   a soft and patient Cold War waged. 

Any who had eyes to see, 

  Ostracized and made enemy. 

Had nothing changed at all here, 

  Since the time of Christ? 

Would not any God dare to flood 

   such a brutalized and damned batch? 

Here...

  I have only seen Satan reign. 

  While yet, 

    Any Good fought 

        Is often in God's name.