Let the flies fester it, let it rot,
Let the rats nibble on it the whole night through.
Let the hellhounds with saliva fraught
Ravage it with hungry teeth too.
Let the sun send its blaze-dance,
Let Afrit rise from the night shadow.
Let the fire squirrels scurry and prance
And let Hands of Fire clap from the earth below.
Let it all burn to ash and dust,
From the neon-lit strip bars in south town
To the lofty hotels and the bitter rust.
To the bordellos, every hooker gown.
Let the full moon fall from the night
Into the oceans thrust,
Let the waters rise to their might,
Let the snows come, let it frost
And let Shitville be flushed into the sewer,
Forgotten beneath the water's height.
K. Jared Hosein
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/acrid-shitville/
