No sound no movement no sign of life in it now,
Alas, my bustling city is lying today as a dead python being shattered.
The city where I'm born and brought up,
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'But so long we're able to breathe we do live on hope And that hope says and affirm us - That surely we'll overcome this holocaust And we'll smile and rise once again.' - Thank you for ending the poem with this note of hope. We are passing through a dark phase, perhaps of the century. There will certainly be an end to it, but God only knows, at what cost!
THE HISTORIC CITY ENFOLDS BEAUTIFULLY