sjsprWriting

The city's sky is dark yellow,

or is it yellow dark?

Whichever color doesn't matter,

what really matters is the fact

that the pungent color strikes the city,

but the city doesn't strike back.

Clay edifices and stone structures,

give life to the charming sand.

Sand that gives life to luxury,

luxury that gives life to chance.

Oh city, old city.

How many years and years have passed by?

Old city, gold city.

Beauty drained into mellow skies.

Gold city, old city.

Enhance me with your deep truths,

before I ever leave your youth.