Three words, seven syllables,
"Abandoned and Forgotten",
--- are the words expressing its situations,
Where places and people became blinded to be rotten
In a town, far, far away,
A location that cannot be searched
Rushing schemes like ocean waves,
Motown Era is a town, unlabeled, ever since its birth
Over a decade, the same problems whines and roars,
Like a graft of dawn, no berries shall bear
As thick as filthy layers of dust with sharp thorns,
Beholding the darkness of poor crimes that this town wears
Destiny's children, eight twilights of wonders,
They came to bless the southern area,
They believe in themselves, that this obstacle is what they need to--conquer,
Re-battling against all odds for the sake of Motown Era
By the whispers from the tightened pipes though their broken leaks
Eyes as clear and observant like a magnifying glass
Unbreakable stone-like-golden hands of the big sixteen,
How long will the suffering last?
Divided shades but each and everyone has different stances
Quick, eerie sounds are to be heard with fire-proof antenna
Nevertheless, every types of particles deserves second chances,
Introducing to you the desperate map-reacher,
The town of Motown Era
New book trailer! I created this sudden concept and for a second, I knew I had to make a poem about it since I admire it so much. This is only the trailer, yet the "Eight Twilights Of Wonders" are soon to be posted and/or introduced. I'm so excited to make this official, it's going to be nuts :)
To check more of my works (stories/books), visit my Watty account:
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Have a nice day!
