City of Babylon
It’s hard to believe I once habited this city
I left this place, a pity
It’s street clean of drifting dwellers '
No Insignias of people's claims
Buildings have structure
Not crooked chains
I left this place
Schools achieving
Every child with a ticket to a promised land
I left this place
Content people
A, hey! Now and then.
Why did I leave?
The city I now inhabit lacks
A place denounced by society; symptom of its country
I want to go back
Learning of its knowledge makes every other home displaced
I should have stayed
Regret is my only disgrace
