"I have always been astonished with my city Isonomia. I have never left, nor will I ever wish to leave. I can't think of what my life might be away from this place; as far as I am concerned, all life is contained within our walls."
Isonomia
Book I: Our Fair City
These colors are faded,
But nonetheless the same.
We're part of the human race;
And covet the same face.
My city is wondrous;
Its caverns of gold.
The scrolls of our old.
Its legend retold.
I see the wells of great fortune,
Enclosed within our walls.
I see the statue of equality,
Virtuous;
And tall.
I notice its wisdom,
I praise its whole truth!
I comment its beauty,
I learn from its youth.
Shameful,
These men who have claimed to be all;
Doubting the beauty of our city!
I hope that these men can all share the same fall,
And hope that they do not have plenty!
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 11:51 PM UTC
"I have always been astonished with my city Isonomia. I have never left, nor will I ever wish to leave. I can't think of what my life might be away from this place; as far as I am concerned, all life is contained within our walls."
Isonomia
Book I: Our Fair City
These colors are faded,
But nonetheless the same.
We're part of the human race;
And covet the same face.
My city is wondrous;
Its caverns of gold.
The scrolls of our old.
Its legend retold.
I see the wells of great fortune,
Enclosed within our walls.
I see the statue of equality,
Virtuous;
And tall.
I notice its wisdom,
I praise its whole truth!
I comment its beauty,
I learn from its youth.
Shameful,
These men who have claimed to be all;
Doubting the beauty of our city!
I hope that these men can all share the same fall,
And hope that they do not have plenty!
