The boys and the girls
Of the town,
Were all lost in the mist
Of a world divided
Into the good and the worse.
They thought justice exists,
And they hoped that
Redeemable their town was.
They figured the fault
In them laid,
And replicas of their grand ancestors
They became.
Sure they were of how
Unredeemable their town was.
The men and tha ladies
Of the town,
Were eccentric.
Were all stuck in a reality,
Which the boys and the girls
Of the town
Believed is quite redeemable