Poetry Day: City of Hate

Seraph of the End City

(Just came up with an idea for a city that has succumbed to hate.  Thought of it being a dangerous stop for an adventurer on their quest.)

The rusty gates are locked

Chains wrapped around the gears

So that none may wander in

And join the misery-born


Beyond the walls lives molten rage

A city infected by deepest hate

Where screaming fills the night

And bodies rot at dawn


The slightest tiff becomes a feud

Egged on by the bloodthirsty

And ignored by sleepy guards

Until one clan is dead


No religion thrives within the town

They were the first to die

After stoking the fires of hate

In an attempt to please their gods


These days the hate is over greed

And jealousy and stares

Stabbings over single sneezes

Or forgetting to say please


No one knows how it came to pass

Or how long the hate will last

They only hope to keep it locked

Behind the bleeding walls

About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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8 Responses to Poetry Day: City of Hate

  1. L. Marie says:

    I can think of a few places in our world that are like this. 😔


  2. Sounds like the major cities today. Well Done, Charles


  3. noelleg44 says:

    What a great idea. Sounds like a country I know now.


  4. That’s a dangerous place, all right, but of course the adventurers will jaunt right in, won’t they?


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